Na terra onde o sol reina sem fim
E cora nossa pele no mato
A tarde se passa cantando a sina
Plantando e colhendo cansaço
A noite é fria por mode da casa
De barro ou de paia ou de taba
Sina (do Musical 1, 2, 3... Trinta) lyrics by Willame Belfort. Na terra onde o sol reina sem fim E cora nossa pele no mato A tarde se passa cantando a sina...
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Na terra onde o sol reina sem fim
E cora nossa pele no mato
A tarde se passa cantando a sina
Plantando e colhendo cansaço
A noite é fria por mode da casa
De barro ou de paia ou de taba
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