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No meu cérebro vive um caos sinfónico de ideias desordenadas. Num harém simbólico, todas concorrem -APENAS- pelo teu olhar deslumbrado...
Lazy cat on a roof found a piece of cheese
Drank a drop of water, yelled the sky cheers
Lazy cat on the street found a piece of gold
What she bought with, is a secret never told
Lazy cat on a cloud, travelled far away,
Slept with the wind, came back with the day
Lazy cat on her roof, found out a new cushion
Made very simply of … never ending passion!