letra de the tragedie of macbeth actus quintus scena quinta - i shalt become
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“to tomorrow, to tomorrow, and to tomorrow
creepes in this petty pace from day to day,
to the last syllable of recorded time:
and all our yesterdays, haue lighted fooles
the way to dusty death. out, out breefe candle,
life’s but a walking shadow, a poore player.
that struts and frets his houre vpon the stage,
and then is heard no more. it is a tale
told by an ideot, full of sound and fury
signifying nothing.”
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- letra de levei pro quarto (remix) - lil bice
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- letra de lose it all - james carter
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