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(…)
Laughs and tears
(…)
In the morning light
(…)
Too many words
Weak impulse of life
A mind locked behind a ideology
And the body didn't act
Between the insect and the insecticide
I'm not complaining
I didn't knew how to love you
But I still want
To conquer you
What may it be?
Just like it never shows it self
The other side of the moon
I want to travel
By your side
Only during the prelude
Laughs and tears
Until we go to the studio
But at bed
Nothing went right
It's typical of me to say it
I'm not taking advantages
I'm pure fame
I'm not complaining
I didn't knew how to love you
But I still want
To conquer you
What may it be?
Nothing has to go right
Our love is beautiful
But it didn't said why it came
Late and afflicted
And we stopped at the middle
Without knowing the desires
Where they would lead
And that project
Is still in the air
I don't want you
Be mad at me
I want your love
I want to be your friend
I want everything to leave
Like Tim Maia's songs
Without bothering me
Without despair
No boredom, no end
I'm not complaining
I didn't knew how to love you
But I still want
To conquer you
What may it be?
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