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Translation
Green Painting
Here in the inside
There's not too much sun, I scream
Old paintings
No longer make me feel refreshed
Come, calm me down
Bring the records, stay
What I need is to let myself go
Tell me more about you
This smile is big
Help, stay
Hold out an arm
And point me where I should go
No lies
I loved it when
Light came in to call
Your attention
I know why
I acted like that
I was afraid of you
Don't allow yourself
To lose the little
That locks you in here
The colors will
Spread around
I'll live as long as there is
A trace of my paintings
Forget about the ink and the brushes
We don't need to hide
Come, hug me tight and tell me
All that I always wanted to say
In your thigh you captured me
In your breast you smiled at me
Only then I could understand
Only then I wrote to you
I know why
I acted like that
I was afraid of you
Don't allow yourself
To lose the little
That locks you in here
The colors will
Spread around
I'll live as long as there is
A trace of my paintings
Don Juan✕
Rubel: Top 3
| 1. | Quando Bate Aquela Saudade |
| 2. | Partilhar |
| 3. | Partilhar (feat. Anavitória) |
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