O Observador
Read O Observador lyrics by Oficina 137 on LyroVerse, with linked artist context and related song paths.
The page facts to cite before the commentary
Use this page for the lyric text, linked artist context, and any LyroVerse editor's note attached to the song. Listener comments remain user-generated and should not be treated as the primary source.
O Observador
The lyric stays readable and compact here; the note and related paths sit nearby so you do not lose the song while looking for context.
Dias de chuva, as ruas molhadas
Frio alegre invade as casas
Poças d'águas, as esquinas
Crianças brincando com suas roupas molhadas
De longe um cachorro treme de frio
Um velho louco vai até ele
E o põe em seus braços
Como se fosse seu filho...
Uma mulher passa correndo
Como fosse fazer alguma diferença
De repente começo a escultar
Alguém me chamar...
Mas, não irei agora tenho muito ainda a observar
Nesse dia que parece não acabar.
What this page can answer fast
Who performs "O Observador"?
Oficina 137 performs "O Observador", and this lyric page sits inside the Oficina 137 catalog on LyroVerse.
Are there related songs to explore after "O Observador"?
Yes. The related section below points to Alguém and O Alvo with a short reason for opening each page next.
Where can I find more songs by Oficina 137?
Use the artist link near the top of the page or the related paths section below to keep moving through Oficina 137's lyric pages.
Interpretations, questions, and corrections for this song
Interpretations, questions, memories, and correction notes live together here. The room stays noindex while the best insights are reviewed.
What people are saying
No listener comments on O Observador yet.
A strong comment here is specific: the phrase you keep hearing, the mood you come back for, or the reason this song stays in rotation.
Sign in to post the first listener note. Reporting stays open to everyone.