Garoto azul

De sorriso do rosto e alma triste

Faz piada sem graça mas chega em casa e chora

Olhos lindos e tão vazios de cor

Oh garoto azul

Se eu pudesse levava sua tristeza comigo

Mas acontece que ela não me cabe

E agora só depende de você se cuidar

Pois contigo eu não vou mais estar.

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