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a o que uma mulher a comparará beloved
não permaneça não mais
eu ouvi-me que uma determinada princesa
o que nós fará agora
antes do saint de bronze solemn
quando eu for para trás ligar à terra
o merriment infinito, foolish das estrelas
um poeta, fazendo exame do breio fora de sua lingüeta
você pensa, meu menino, quando eu enrolo meus braços em você
nós não éramos muitos
o relâmpago piscou, e levantou
eu amo minha hora do vento e da luz

 



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