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Letícia, Dib.
The brightness of the stars
Hope is a dawning day, when you are younger
Waiting to see what happens, doesn’t matter danger
What does not kill you makes you stronger
The same love that warms at the memory.
It's the same thing that makes you angry.
It's ungrateful or you just forget it, when marry.
But when the moon appears like a shark
And the longing grows dark.
It's when love happens and I need go to work.
Only knows who knows the games
That in perdition it perishes
In the end everything happens in the Blues.
That every night dawns after stars
Every nightmare disappears
When a dream happens over the rivers.
Let's believe, let's dream, let´s the groove.
That this world can improve.
Let's transmit the virus named love.
Dib
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