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em uma câmara velha iluminou-se macia
e nse
noite misteriosa
o amor foi cantado mil maneiras
não há nenhum rebanho, porém prestado atenção e tendido
frequentemente eu penso da cidade bonita
porque então, a obrigação nós vê?
eu tive um sonho e eu acordei com ele
deus
eu sou o vento que wavers
balançado no berço do profundo

 



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