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diga-me mais menos ou diga-me mais
traga-me a canção macia
nós não éramos muitos
eu sei o que você está indo dizer
esse companheiro estranho veio em baralhar os pés
eu espero-o
nós que estiveram
eu despise meus amigos mais do que você
meu sorrow, quando for aqui com mim
havia três no prado pelo ribeiro
rosas e ouro
quem estará nomeando o vento
a algum os deuses gordos

 



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