When I wake
Now you're waiting for me
And in
your hands
I beg
sunflower from nowhere
Offer me ride your horse,
I'm waiting for a snail
Why do I follow you?
I don't know,
the drought make Brazil
To a less we want I'm a fairy tale
Now you pick me up and ask me
If I want to fly
Fly on your amazing butterfly
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