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vindo para baixo no alvorecer dos montes windless
eu não posso dizê-lo agora
as montanhas são povos silenciosos
como como as estrelas é este o branco, as caras nameless
e ainda andaram sobre
quando liberdade de sua altura da montanha
não gire sua cabeça
veja, desta moeda falsa dele
mulher boa
como ela
nós quebramos o vidro cujo vinho sacred
meu sorrow, quando for aqui com mim
duas fileiras dos repolhos

 



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