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eu fui acima e trago as ruas
para trás, gire para trás
eu não posso sempre sentir seu greatness
o amor foi cantado mil maneiras
os navios estão encontrando-se na baía
arched a inundação
todos tragam os anos
de encontro à flama verde da hawthorn-árvore
para estes braços brancos sobre minha garganta
sobre o rio beckon a mim
alguns dias mais ventosos
truely
de nossos lugares escondidos
prazeres mid e palácios embora nós podemos vaguear

 



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