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da canção e do sonho para ido sempre
perguntam-me onde eu estive
abaixo de minha janela em uma rua da cidade
eu disse, mim fechei meu coração
uma palavra do vôo de aqui e lá
eu olhei em cima do céu glorious
todos aqueles tesouros que se encontram
não pendure nenhuma grinalda
não esteja irritado com mim
abaixo do helm do guerreiro
havia três no prado pelo ribeiro
qual eu desejo observar
irmão, eu sou fogo
temos nós nenhum shame?

 



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