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este é o navio da pérola
a algum os deuses gordos
no recolhimento da escuridão e pedem
diz de épocas velhas boas
o sol está acima
olhar além
no porto de york novo
o que mim lhe devem
e nse
sobre o rio, no monte
eu moldei o mundo
quem estará nomeando o vento
ao lado de um campo stricken
levantou-se e o âmbar era o por do sol no rio

 



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