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do mar, da cor da mata. Os olhos verdes da mulata. Sao cismadores e fatais, fatais. E no beijo ardente perfumado. Conserva o cravo do pecado. De sabores cambucais. . "Olhos Verdes" by Gal Costa. -------------------------------------------------------------------------
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l'impossibile. Oh Sergio, non ho tempo di scriverti,. Ma, d'altra parte, non ti ho scritto mai. E come ti potevo scrivere?. Erano stati tutti amici miei
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you feel lil hotter. Peas and Sergio Mendes heating up samba. Bada, ba, ba, ba, ba, baa. Sergio play your piano. Sergio play your, yo, yo, yo, yo, piano Check it out. Oari rai. Ob, ob, ob. (L, l
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you feel lil hotter. Peas and Sergio Mendes heating up samba. Bada, ba, ba, ba, ba, baa. Sergio play your piano. Sergio play your, yo, yo, yo, yo, piano Check it out. Oari rai. Ob, ob, ob. (L, l
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you feel lil hotter. Peas and Sergio Mendes heating up samba. Bada, ba, ba, ba, ba, baa. Sergio play your piano. Sergio play your, yo, yo, yo, yo, piano Check it out. Oari rai. Ob, ob, ob. (L, l
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It's Q-Tip, the ass-jack. Will. i. am and Sergio. Q-tip steady rockin' on yo' radio. It's the eh, it's the ethnic. It's the hip hop dance, let's sing Corocodo, corocodocodo. Cerecedeng
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with Sergio. So, let's get a few classy girls, yo. And sip a little wine, anything but merlot Though, live and let learn, use protekchurn. And twist a little something that's Katherine Hepburn. Fresh
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you feel lil hotter. Peas and Sergio Mendes heating up samba. Bada, ba, ba, ba, ba, baa. Sergio play your piano. Sergio play your, yo, yo, yo, yo, piano Check it out. Oari rai. Ob, ob, ob. (L, l
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Eu não sei se vem de Deus. Do céu ficar azul. Ou virá dos olhos teus. Essa cor que azuleja o dia?. Se acaso anoitecer. Do céu perder o azul. Entre o mar e o entardecer. Alga marinha, vá na mare
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If I wait long enough, someone might come out. If I tried I could meet somebody else. So I'll follow false prophets walking down my street. To keep, keep me busy, so soundly I'll sleep But it's all
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You were right. I was up all night thinking about you. Dreamed I choked. On your kaleidescope, they still look deadly My fatal flower. How the tigers all laughed. As I ran along the well-worned p
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