Lavoura Arcaica
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:07:05
We love you so much.
:07:11
We love you so much.
:07:25
Button up your shirt, André.
:07:38
André!
:07:44
André!
:07:47
André!
:08:05
In the sluggish,
lazy afternoons at the farm...

:08:09
I hid away in the woods...
:08:11
from my family's worried eyes.
:08:16
Soothing my feverish
feet into the ground,

:08:21
and cover myself up with leaves,
:08:24
I slept as quietly
as an ailing plant...

:08:30
wilted by the weight
of a red blossom...

:08:38
Were those stems
around me all fairies...

:08:42
patiently, watching
my adolescent slumber?

:08:50
Where those ancient urns...
:08:52
calling me out from the porch?
:08:57
André!

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