Tapete de Crochê
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Tapete de Crochê
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Por que agora você quer tudo de volta?
Falar te amo não ressuscita o nosso amor
Devia ter pensado antes
De puxar aquela linha do barbante
O nosso amor foi tipo um tapete de crochê
E o fio que cê puxou fez ele desfazer
Durou tão pouco sua vida de aventura
Feito fogo na palha
Meu coração até que queria voltar
Mas eu não volto de raiva
Por mim você podia sofrer tudo que eu sofri
Por mim você podia chorar, chorar, sei lá, morrer, sumir
Por mim você podia sofrer tudo que eu sofri
Por mim você podia chorar, chorar, sei lá, morrer, sumir
Pra quê que eu te conheci?
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Bruno e Marrone performs "Tapete de Crochê", and this lyric page sits inside the Bruno e Marrone catalog on LyroVerse.
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Yes. The related section below points to Ausência and Banho de Amor with a short reason for opening each page next.
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