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traga-me a canção macia
as montanhas são povos silenciosos
sol e vento e batida do mar
olhe para fora em cima das estrelas, meu amor
eu não queimo nenhum incense
vivido pelo river-side
simplesmente falando
conseqüentemente eu não posso
sono doce em suas sepulturas humble
pensamentos através de minha cabeça

 



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