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sol e vento e batida do mar
agora que eu lhe esfriei
brilha a última idade, o seguinte com esperança é visto
o que era ele os motores ditos
se eu morrer, pense somente disto de mim
faça exame de meus bracelets
a escuridăo rola para cima
quando eu estive escutar, discreetly dumb
eighty anos passaram, e mais
estes coraçőes foram tecidos de alegrias e de cuidados humanos
e meu nome é truthful
eu sou velho e cego

 



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