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Use A− / A+ to adjust text sizeCovered Saints
triste quer saberse ainda mora em mimnão sei dizerchega de vocête sinto mais livreno querero amor que digaque fim darse de forma ímpareste gostolivre no teu pousoa noite vemdry my phrasesyou were acrosswith this soft breezecovered saintsblessed is the dreamof the sleeperthat surrounds our beautiful placesse ainda mora em mimnão sei dizerin a beautiful way (way, way)you're devouring me (me, me)I don't know how to sayI don't know how to sayEd. Tapajós (EMI)
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