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Coincid?ncia

В рубрике: Тексты песен — 24.07.2012

A noite chega
Saudade de n?s dois
E o frio dentro do peito t? chegando quase a 2 graus

Perguntas sobre n?s
Respostas eu n?o sei
Eu falo, voc? fala que n?o gosta mais
Me machuca, eu te machuco
Isso n?o se faz com o cora??o

Se voc? n?o quer mais me ver
? muita coincid?ncia todo dia a gente se encontrar
Voc? me segue, eu te sigo
Assume de uma vez, n?s nunca deixamos de gostar
Se voc? n?o quer mais me ver
? muita coincid?ncia todo dia a gente se encontrar
Voc? me segue, eu te sigo
Se o amor t? machucado
S? a gente que pode curar.


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