126 lyrics by Victor Pradella. Quando o senhor restaurou nossa sorte Ficamos sim, como quem sonha Então nossa boca se Se encheu de riso e sorrisos Ouvi entre...
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Quando o senhor restaurou nossa sorte
Ficamos sim, como quem sonha
Então nossa boca se
Se encheu de riso e sorrisos
Ouvi entre as nações
Se dizia
Grandes coisas fez o senhor por nós
Restaura senhor
A nossa sorte
Aqueles que com lagrimas plantam
Colherão cantando
Voltarão cantando
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