Mandei buscar no teu manancial
Água boa de beber e de banhar
Saí pra olhar lá fora
Sereno orvalhar a pétala da flor
Que eu apanhei, para plantar
Na imaculada palma da tua mão
E florescer e frutificar
No teu manancial
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