Compositor - _Stela_Pitinini
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Compositor - _Stela_Pitinini
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Papéis amassados jogados no quarto com frases que
acabei de escrever,
O corpo cansado, os olhos trincados de tanto chorar
por você,
Milhões de idéias mais uma canção, falando de solidão
Rabiscos e versos, violão sem som, foi o que restou da
nossa paixão.
Refão:
Do que adianta ser compositor se perdi minha musa do
amor,
Não sei pra onde o tempo te levou, mais volte ao menos
pra ouvir as canções que escrevi pra nós dois. (2x)
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