97
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97
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Então eram lágrimas
Perdidas ao vento
Agora é o passado em varais pendurado
E exposto ao tempo
Intensos confusos
Tão curtos os dias
Brindando nos bares promessas e perdas
Que ninguém saberia
Por isso chove quando eu me lembro
Perdido no ponto mais sul que existe
Por isso chove quando eu me lembro
E por isso é que chove o tempo inteiro
Nem medo ou descaso
Nao queira esquecer
Que o presente esta sempre deixando de ser
Diga "adeus" ao me ver.
Por isso chove quando eu me lembro
Perdido no ponto mais sul que existe
Por isso chove quando eu me lembro
E por isso é que chove o tempo inteiro
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Invasores (CWB) performs "97", and this lyric page sits inside the Invasores (CWB) catalog on LyroVerse.
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