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rode-me para baixo pelo prado
a chuva sobre, e o ar brilhante
eu nunca soube que a terra teve assim muito ouro
os arcos da ponte vermelha
frequentemente eu penso da cidade bonita
quando eu estive escutar, discreetly dumb
na esfera
o prado estava rastejando
eu sei o que vocę está indo dizer

 



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