That I'm lost, I'm suffering a lot, Edson Durval Azevedo de Souza and the other
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yeah, his nickname is «Nenê» but his name is Sebastião Azevedo de Souza
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He's a carpenter and he came to tell me he's in São Paulo, I don't know,
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I wanted so much to find them
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Chapa, since you disappeared
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Every day someone asks about you
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Where did he go? |
Has changed? |
He died? |
Married?
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He's in prison, he's been hospitalized, right? |
Why?
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Chapa, yesterday the sun didn't even rise, your mother cries
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You can't forget that pain comes without an ox
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Felt, fought, hey djow, unharmed nothing
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She's still stuck in that she's still going to see you
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Chapa, your girl smiled, but it was a dream
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When he saw it, he woke up depressed
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Took your name to the shepherd
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Prayed, searched in everything, Face, Google, IML, DP
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It's nothing
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Chapa, give a hail to the people
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Seeing you again makes them relive
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The pivetin' on the street says:
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Hey, and that zica over there who laughed with noiz, where is it?
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Chapa can shovel, so happy to bump into you
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It's time, but xo speaks prucê
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This is not done, it is deceived into believing
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Let no one love you and there
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Everyone fearing the worst to happen
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Chapa, so stay like this, swear to me that it was
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And now everything will be resolved
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That's enough, and I come back with my chest light
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See you soon, I want to see your family happy on the ride
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I can't wait for the day to see you
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coming back to us
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Your voice warns, the gate slams
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You give a happy smile
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It will be so good, like Saint John
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It's going to be so good, it won't even be New Year's
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It's going to be so good, Cosme and Damião
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It's gonna be so good, good, good
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Chapa, since you disappeared
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Every day someone asks about you
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Where did he go? |
Has changed? |
Died? |
Married?
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He's in prison, he's been hospitalized, is that right? |
Why?
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Chapa, yesterday the sun didn't even rise, your mother cries
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You can't forget that pain comes without an ox
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Felt, fought, hey djow, unharmed nothing
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She's still stuck in that she's still going to see you
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Chapa, your girl smiled, but it was a dream
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When he saw it, he woke up depressed
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Took your name to the shepherd
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Prayed, searched in everything, Face, Google, IML, DP
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It's nothing
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Chapa, give a hail to the people
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Seeing you again makes them relive
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The pivetin' on the street says:
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«Ei tio, and that zica over there who laughed with noiz, where is it?»
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Chapa can shovel, so happy to bump into you
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It's time, but xo speaks prucê
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This is not done, it is deceived into believing
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Let no one love you and there
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Everyone fearing the worst to happen
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Chapa, so stay like this, swear to me that it was
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And now everything will be resolved
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That's enough, and I come back with my chest light
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See you soon, I want to see your family happy on the ride
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I can't wait for the day to see you
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coming back to us
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Your voice warns, the gate slams
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You give a happy smile
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It will be so good, like Saint John
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It's going to be so good, it won't even be New Year's
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It's going to be so good, Cosme and Damião
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It's gonna be so good, good, good
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Chapa, so stay like this, swear to me that it was
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And now everything will be resolved
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(I lied to you, no bro
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Sometimes I think a portrait at home is silly
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Eye can't take it, fill it with water) |