terça-feira, 1 de outubro de 2019

"It's windy here in Brazil I think it's going to rain The nymph flies seeming to be abandoned in the clouds Wild roses grow in the garden and the hummingbird comes to kiss Yellow lilies shine like yellow sun their flowers I know you're flying in the hummingbird clouds It's windy here in Brazil I think it's going to rain The nymph flies seeming to be abandoned in the clouds Wild roses grow in the garden and the hummingbird comes to kiss Yellow lilies shine like yellow sun their flowers I know you're flying in the hummingbird clouds
It's windy here in Brazil I think it's going to rain The nymph flies seeming to be abandoned in the clouds Wild roses grow in the garden and the hummingbird comes to kiss Yellow lilies shine like yellow sun their flowers I know you're flying in the hummingbird clouds It's windy here in Brazil I think it's going to rain The nymph flies seeming to be abandoned in the clouds Wild roses grow in the garden and the hummingbird comes to kiss Yellow lilies shine like yellow sun their flowers I know you're flying in the hummingbird clouds"

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