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Open the short and don't pass

And the moon all the song of your love

And on that moon walking,

Down the hall, dragging

Your dress is redone

That stretcher-bearer who gives you pain

Those murmuring fountains where the sea will light me, where the moon will come to play

That Brazil I came into, that's my Brazilian Brazil, samba land and bandiro

Brazil, Brazil, Brazil

The afternoon with my verses

♪ Brazil, samba, hint, bamboo ♪

Brazil, you, my love, land of our Lord

Open the curtain of the past

Get the black mother out of the hold

♪ Put the rich in the right ♪

Sing the troubadour again

The melancolia, the street light

All the song of your love

I want to see this street crawling

# Through the halls #

Your lethal instinct

That's a good one.

Where I tie my net

On the clear nights of living

It was those murmuring fountains

Where I quench my thirst

Where the moon comes to play

In this beautiful, free Brazil

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