Húmus lyrics by Gilson e Nicinha. Flôr do luar, e um passarim branco Pairou no ar, encheu de encanto O meu país, terra verde vem brotar Vem brotar as rosas...
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Flôr do luar, e um passarim branco
Pairou no ar, encheu de encanto
O meu país, terra verde vem brotar
Vem brotar as rosas
Gotas de mel, águas cristalinas
Descem do céu, regam os campos
Faz nascer plantações do meu viver
No capim as frutas que caem
Na beira da cerca do rio
Linha do rio, começo a navegar
Até chegar no mar
A natureza, a flora
O horizonte fossem agora
Uma declaração de paz.
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