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Penso em voc?
No seu jeito de falar
Sua maneira de ser e perguntar
Que é muito natural
Como é natural em voc? acontecer
Um desejo de ver a cor da estrada
E desaparecer
Vou seguir os passos e tentar saber
Onde em que cidade se escondeu voc?
Quero sem pensar
O seu jeito de calar
De ouvir aquele resto de canç?o
Que morre pelo ar
Que brinca pelo ar como coisa natural
Em seu corpo t?o sereno
Acende a velha mania de cantar
Voz do coraç?o deixou
E pergunta sempre onde andará
Voc?
Em meu coraç?o há raz?o
N?o esqueço voc?
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Fragment na dzis:
Madonna : What Can You Loose
In my years, I've seen all sounds of misconception.
In my years, I've done all I can live to question.
What happened to me I don't understand.
I've seen all I can see as my time expands.
Bored I am, bored of my o-
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wn desperation,
I can't defend, can't find my own destination.
What happened to me I don't understand.
I've seen all I can see as my time expands.
So what's up with you, what's up with me.
I'm not the on-
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e I can't pretend,
What would I be if I did it all again.
And I sometimes wish I would have asked some
questions.
Then maybe I would have a clearer life perception.
What's up with you, what's up with me.....
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