Can I kiss your hair?
Can I hold your hand?
Take off what you wear
and lie down on the sand.
Look at the stars.
We'll be fine.
Together we can cross so far
and, there, you'll shine.
Bring the colors
that you dreamed about.
Color all my sorrows
and kick all them out.
Together, we can see
that love beats the fears
Just stay with me
and dry your fallen tears.
Autor: Lucas Braga
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