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o ar é como uma borboleta
quando os mar-ventos perfuraram nossos solitudes
olhe para fora em cima das estrelas, meu amor
o prado estava rastejando
quando eu for para trás ligar à terra
sad são que sabem não o amor
eu verei uma estrela hoje à noite
quando o vento trabalhar de encontro a nós na obscuridade
um gleam do ouro no gloom e no cinza
cidade que não é uma cidade
evidenciado no glimmer em seus olhos
você recorda

 



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