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| Minha Neta Nicolle |
what makes me delirious
Confuse my thoughts
with blue sky and sea
that perfect mouth
made to kiss.
Nicolle you are the life
the sun, the earth and the air
the girl of my eyes
the love I saw forth.
Nicolle not play the fairy
Because fairy, you're already
You face in the rainbow
The moonlight and tides
The brightest stars
Descend from heaven wheezing
Scatters to your feet.
In your golden cachinhos
Hide many rings
Nicolle not play the fairy
because fairy, you already are.
S. Fco. Sul, 03/06/09
