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poderíamos nós mas para saber
quando as horas do dia forem numeradas
doubtless eu recordo ainda
a chuva sobre, e o ar brilhante
gaily através dos campos nós dançamos
um pêssego pequeno no pomar cresceu
encontra-se aqui uma senhora a mais bonita
macia agora a luz do dia
da canção e do sonho para ido sempre
olhar além

 



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