Macia, no dusk, uma mulher est cantando-me; Fazendo exame de me para trs abaixo o Vista dos anos, at que eu v a criana de A se sentar sob o piano, no crescimento das cordas tingling e pressionar o pequeno, poised ps de uma me que sorria enquanto canta.
Apesar de myself, o mastery insidious da cano betrays me para trs, at que o corao de mim weeps para pertencer s noites velhas de domingo no repouso, com parte externa do inverno e hymns na sala de estar cozy, o piano tilintando nossa guia.
Assim agora vo para que o singer estoure no clamor com o appassionato preto grande do piano. O glamor de dias childish em cima de mim, meu manhood moldado para baixo na inundao do remembrance, mim weep como uma criana para o passado.
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