Quantos Pensamentos
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Quantos Pensamentos
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Quantos pensamentos
Podem ser felizes
Se na queda desses pobres homens
Vivem os maiorais, generais, coisa assim
Coisa pura pode ainda ter sua vez
Pode ser feliz
Se disser que é alguém
Que pensa, age e faz
Criação, coração sustentado
Passo, vivo e caminho
Sobre espinhos de borrachas
Sobre as mortalhas de homens
Bem mais infelizes
Só que eu não quem eu sou
Se já fui ou se vou
Meu caminho eu ainda terei de seguir
Sem mexer nas ações
Acima de imitações
De homens que querem ser algo mais
Nas nações, os povões, multidões
Coisas loucas
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Samuel Tortato performs "Quantos Pensamentos", and this lyric page sits inside the Samuel Tortato catalog on LyroVerse.
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