On the donkey the yoke
On the girl the thong
The green of the sea is a
Green with an almost blue touch
From infinity to zoom...
Marelou.. .
Candomblé oxum
Zamburar to take egum
What you can't see
It's there
Like everything there is
My fan © laughed at me
How sad I was
I talked about pain
As if deep down
The pain
I wasn't experiencing passion
I don't want you...
Life continues its lament
A bit of a flower
A riverbed
In heat
A smell of love
It's love
When you don't say it
It's a close call
A train entered
In my self
And it rambled happily...
And in pain
I pass a chalk
Rainbowing the loneliness
In the lesson
That the sun translates to me:
Living on your own light

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