Flores
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Flores
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Os ruídos meia noite
Marcam a hora de acordar
Quem dera eu soubesse
O que me aguardava
Cheiro de flores inundava a minha casa
Lindas gerânio
Enfeitavam a faixada
Enquanto eu na minha cama
Afundava
Como era lindo sentimento
Ao andar pela calçada
Fazer piadas sobre tudo
Caminhando de mãos dadas
E a textura de seu rosto
Com a barba mal cortada
Quem dera eu soube-se
O que me aguardava
Cheiro de flores inundava a minha casa
As margaridas
Todas murchas
Esperando ser regadas
E a estampa do tapete
Coloria a minha sala
Nos abraços e Nos beijos
Na estante da sacada
Cada livro ficção
Cada letra nas palavras
É marmelada
Cada canto
Cada choro
É marmelada
Tão doce quanto
É marmelada
Cada canto
Cada choro
É marmelada
É marmelada
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