19 ago 2015 - 09:30
AMANHECER NA SERRA DO ORORUBÁ. (Livro: Ipanema, um rio macho)
Deixei tudo tudinho pra morrer
Num lugar sem cores sem poesia
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Meu velho sertão robustecido
Os odores profundos dos frutais
Peixeira alongada nos bornais
Um cachorro vermelho e atrevido
O touro da fazenda enraivecido
Os beijos da moça que eu queria
O cochilo na rede ao meio-dia
Ou a barra do sol que vai nascer
Deixei tudo tudinho pra morrer
Num lugar sem cores sem poesia.
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