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There's no use
Of a moonlight glow
Or the peaks where winter snows
What's the use of the waves that will break
In the cool of the evening
What is the evening
Without you
It's nothing

It may be
You will never come
If you never come to me
What's the use of my wonderful dreams
And why would they need me
Where would they lead me
Without you
To nowhere

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Mas pra que?
Pra que tanto céu?
Pra que tanto mar? Pra que?
De que serve esta onda que quebra?
E o vento da tarde? De que serve a tarde?
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