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a noite é escura, e os ventos do inverno
caras bonitas, tragical
frequentemente eu penso da cidade bonita
abaixo do helm do guerreiro
para vestir o pensamento impetuoso
doubtless eu recordo ainda
e meu nome é truthful
como um homem despido mim vai

 



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