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Because of a friend named Sérgio
I sing whatever comes to mind
As the sound of birds
or the horns or the cars
I sing to the sound of boats
to the sound of the sea
inside the shell Inside the sea
I sing always and all the time
I sing what I sing
because I sing what comes
to my mouth
without sieves and without tribes
I sing only
because I cannot shut up...
PAR
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