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I draw here on stage, our friend Mauricio Luciano.
And Walter Vilassa
Thanks!
Maybe I'm still a little girl
From school waiting for the bus, alone ...
Tired with my socks three quarters
Praying down the corners
Being a bad girl ...
Who knows the prince turned a boring
What lives always boring me
Maybe life is not dreaming ...
I just pray to God A little trickery
And since I'm not a child know the truth
I'm a poet and did not learn to love
I'm a poet and did not learn to love ...
Silly it is not to live the reality
And I still have a whole afternoon
I walk the streets I change a check
Change a plant of place
I drive my car
I take my tipsy, And I still have time
To sing...
I just pray to God A little trickery
And since I'm not a child know the truth
I'm a poet and did not learn to love
I'm a poet and did not learn to love
I walk the streets I change a check
Change a plant of place
I drive my car I take my tipsy And I still have time
To sing...
I just pray to God A little trickery
And since I'm not a child know the truth
I'm a poet and did not learn to love
I'm a poet and did not learn to love
Maybe I'm still a little girl!
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