Atravesso os dias
Atravesso a chuva
Atravesso a vida
Atravesso o samba
Numa atravessada consentida
Nenhum corpo
Nem as marcas
Nem a sombra do que passou
Nem escória
Nenhum traço
Nem tristeza, nem carnaval
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