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friend poem

quando a noite drifts ao longo das ruas da cidade
perguntam-me onde eu estive
brilha a última idade, o seguinte com esperança é visto
eu disse, mim fechei meu coração
meu amor verdadeiro de seu descanso levantou-se
as canções velhas
como como as estrelas é este o branco, as caras nameless
quietamente, com reverance, no awe
para vir assim logo a isto imaginou a obscuridade
rode-me para baixo pelo prado
como um homem despido mim vai
eu estou cantando-lhe
eu sei o que você está indo dizer

 



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