If I had the world in my hand, I’m quite sure I would trade it for a ticket to Rua dos Douradores.
My candle burns at both ends;
It will not last the night;
But ah, my foes, and oh, my friends
It gives a lovely light.
Sunlight over me no matter what I do.
Though my soul may set in darkness, it will rise in perfect light;
I have loved the stars too fondly to be fearful of the night.
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