Velhas Mágoas lyrics by Without Shoes. Não mantendo as mãos em seu lugar o ódio nao passou, e as velhas roupas continuo a usar... parece q as horas desistiram...
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Não mantendo as mãos em seu lugar
o ódio nao passou,
e as velhas roupas continuo a usar...
parece q as horas desistiram de passar
e eu sonhei...
Com palavras em meu ouvido
e hoje as mágoas são meu castigo...
São só mágoas, não palavras...
São só magoas, nâo palavras...
Não são palavras!
As velhas mágoas são meu castigo!
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