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olhe para fora em cima das estrelas, meu amor
acima deles todos, olhando para baixo
eu disse, mim fechei meu coração
minha mãe ensinou-me que cada noite
short e doce, e nós viemos à extremidade dela
quem ama a chuva
entre o fumo e a névoa de uma tarde de dezembro
o amor foi cantado mil maneiras
tropeçando acima, caindo para baixo
nas manhãs nuvem-cinzentas
em seus braços estava o prazer imóvel
seja paciente, vida, quando o amor está na porta
eu encho este copo

 



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