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levantado dos mortos
para estes braços brancos sobre minha garganta
mas eu não posso lê-lo agora
eu ouvi-me que uma determinada princesa
a escuridão rola para cima
mundo que muda sob minha mão
eu ouvi-os na noite
se eu morrer, pense somente disto de mim
o movimento do seu corpo é como a música
no alvorecer, disse
quando liberdade de sua altura da montanha
eu sei não onde

 



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