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a música i ouvido com você era mais do que a música
acima de e para baixo vai
doce e forte
flor branca da espuma, flor vermelha da flama
quando eu era um menino na faculdade
composto do loveliness sozinho
eu prendo seu coração
quem estará nomeando o vento
uma sombra cinzenta fina na borda do pensamento
têm você andar visto através da vila
poderíamos nós mas para saber
quando uma ação for feita para a liberdade
os dias melancólicos vieram

 



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