Hortelã Mourisca lyrics by Mafalda Arnauth. Vem o Sol de Agosto Vou dormir no prado Tudo lá é posto Sem ferro de arado A cama está feita De hortelã mourisca E...
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Vem o Sol de Agosto
Vou dormir no prado
Tudo lá é posto
Sem ferro de arado
A cama está feita
De hortelã mourisca
E a macela espreita
Com graça de arisca
Hortelã mourisca
Por entre a marcela
Vem lavar teu rosto
No orvalho dela
Hortelã mourisca
Pela madrugada
Beijarei teus olhos
Rosa perfumada
Sobe um mar de estrelas
De flor de marcela
Não tenho fronteiras
Não tenho janela
Tenho a minha amada
Cotovia arisca
Toda perfumada
De hortelã mourisca
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