quarta-feira, 26 de maio de 2021

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a day a queen was running alone  in the gate
you will to ask the queen 
the that happened
then all the horses wild 
is like a wind  
the run across in the fields 
going to the  war
because they killed the our king
the queen black screamed at all the black horses
 in the fields he died
he was a white horse
he was the king
she was the black horse
she was the queen of all the horses black from fields




a day a queen was running alone  in the gate
you will to ask the queen 
the that happened
then all the horses wild 
is like a wind  
the run across in the fields 
going to the  war
because they killed the our king
the queen black screamed at all the black horses
 in the fields he died
he was a white horse
he was the king
she was the black horse
she was the queen of all the horses black from fields




um dia uma rainha estava correndo sozinha no portão
você vai perguntar à rainha
o que aconteceu
então todos os cavalos selvagens
é como um vento
a corrida pelos campos
indo para a guerra
porque eles mataram o nosso rei
a rainha negra gritou com todos os cavalos negros
 nos campos ele morreu
ele era um cavalo branco
ele era o rei
ela era o cavalo preto
ela era a rainha de todos os cavalos pretos dos campos





a day a queen was running alone  in the gate
you will to ask the queen 
the that happened
then all the horses wild 
is like a wind  
the run across in the fields 
going to the  war
because they killed the our king
the queen black screamed at all the black horses
 in the fields he died
he was a white horse
he was the king
she was the black horse
she was the queen of all the horses black from fields




a day a queen was running alone  in the gate
you will to ask the queen 
the that happened
then all the horses wild 
is like a wind  
the run across in the fields 
going to the  war
because they killed the our king
the queen black screamed at all the black horses
 in the fields he died
he was a white horse
he was the king
she was the black horse
she was the queen of all the horses black from fields



um dia uma rainha estava correndo sozinha no portão
você vai perguntar à rainha
o que aconteceu
então todos os cavalos selvagens
é como um vento
a corrida pelos campos
indo para a guerra
porque eles mataram o nosso rei
a rainha negra gritou com todos os cavalos negros
 nos campos ele morreu
ele era um cavalo branco
ele era o rei
ela era o cavalo preto
ela era a rainha de todos os cavalos pretos dos campos
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