They are like emerald flowers and gold in the middle of the sand
They are like sculptures, coats of arms and paintings
They are angels
The wind, the music, the solitude of the day
The sun was shining brighter and brighter
At the end of May, when the May flowers
bloomed a few days before spring
the birds flew over the
yellow ipês acacias and poplars
At the end of May, when the May flowers bloomed a few days before spring
The birds flew over
poplars and yellow ipês acacias
When spring ends
He was dreaming about her again
She was dreaming about him again
When spring ends
He was dreaming about her again
She was dreaming about him again
but with all your soul that summer
the angels write another poem
but with all your soul that summer
the angels write another poem
The angels sang their poems with tears in their eyes
In a forest, cherubic angels flew near the flowers like wild bees
they took a basket of eggs and mushrooms
He's like an angel
He likes you
She's like sunlight
She likes you
the delicacy of red roses in the garden
immediately in his heart a huge peace began to be born
They are like poetry and they are
Who loves you and you love her
It's still early the cherubic angels flew near the flowers like wild bees and wild butterflies with their little feet
to revive hope and peace in the garden
Even though it was still too early
The cherubic angels flew near the flowers like wild bees and wild butterflies with their little feet
to revive hope and peace in the garden
he used to always dream about them
Always thinking that one day there will be great happiness here
She used to always dream about them
Always thinking that one day there will be great happiness here
In the fields the hens and chicks
The ducks and the ducklings the rainbow
she is very surprised by the seven colors of the rainbow of the colorful colors of the rainbow
They are like emerald flowers and gold in the middle of the sand
They are like sculptures, coats of arms, and paintings
They are angels
The wind, the music, the solitude of the day
The sun was shining more and more
In the late of May when the flowers of May
bloomed some days before of the spring
the birds flew over the
ipês yellows acacias and poplars
In late May when the May flowers bloomed a few days before spring
Birds flew over the
yellow ipês poplars and acacias
When spring to finish
He was dreaming about her again
She was dreaming about him again
When spring is over
He was dreaming about her again
She was dreaming about him again
but with all your soul that summer
the angels write another poem
but with all your soul that summer
the angels write another poem
The angels sang their poems with tears in their eyes
In a forest the cherubic angels flew near the flowers like wild bees
they picked up a basket of eggs and mushrooms
He's like an angel
He likes you
She's like sunlight
She likes you
the delicacy of red roses in the garden
immediately in his heart an enormous peace began to be born
They are like poetry and are
Who loves you and you love her
still is early the angels cherubic flew near the flowers like wild bees and wild butterflies with their little feet
to revive hope and the peace in the garden
Even though it was still too early
The cherubic angels flew near the flowers like wild bees and wild butterflies with their little feet
to revive hope and the peace in the garden
he used to always dream about them
Always thinking that one day there will be great happiness here
She used to always dream about them
Always thinking that one day there will be great happiness here
In the fields the hens and chicks
The ducks and the ducklings the rainbow
she is very surprised with the seven colors from rainbow of the colors colorful from rainbow
São como flores esmeraldas e ouro no meio da areia
São como esculturas, brasões e pinturas
Eles são anjos
O vento, a música, a solidão do dia
O sol estava brilhando cada vez mais
No final de maio, quando maio floresce
floresceu alguns dias antes da primavera
os pássaros voaram sobre o
acácias e choupos ipês amarelos
No final de maio, quando as flores de maio desabrocharam alguns dias antes da primavera
Os pássaros voaram
choupos e acácias ipês amarelos
Quando a primavera acabar
Ele estava sonhando com ela novamente
Ela estava sonhando com ele novamente
Quando a primavera acabar
Ele estava sonhando com ela novamente
Ela estava sonhando com ele novamente
mas com toda a sua alma naquele verão
os anjos escrevem outro poema
mas com toda a sua alma naquele verão
os anjos escrevem outro poema
Os anjos cantaram seus poemas com lágrimas nos olhos
Numa floresta, anjos angelicais voavam perto das flores como abelhas selvagens
eles levaram uma cesta de ovos e cogumelos
Ele é como um anjo
Ele gosta de você
Ela é como a luz do sol
Ela gosta de você
a delicadeza das rosas vermelhas no jardim
imediatamente em seu coração uma paz enorme começou a nascer
Eles são como poesia e são
Quem te ama e você a ama
Ainda é cedo os anjos querubins voavam perto das flores como abelhas selvagens e borboletas selvagens com seus pezinhos
para reavivar a esperança e a paz no jardim
Mesmo que ainda fosse muito cedo
Os anjos querubins voavam perto das flores como abelhas selvagens e borboletas selvagens com seus pezinhos
para reavivar a esperança e a paz no jardim
ele costumava sempre sonhar com eles
Sempre pensando que um dia haverá uma grande felicidade aqui
Ela costumava sempre sonhar com eles
Sempre pensando que um dia haverá uma grande felicidade aqui
Nos campos as galinhas e os pintinhos
Os patos e os patinhos o arco-íris
ela fica muito surpresa com as sete cores do arco-íris das cores coloridas do arco-íris
They are like emerald flowers and gold in the middle of the sand
They are like sculptures, coats of arms and paintings
They are angels
The wind, the music, the solitude of the day
The sun was shining brighter and brighter
At the end of May, when the May flowers
bloomed a few days before spring
the birds flew over the
yellow ipês acacias and poplars
At the end of May, when the May flowers bloomed a few days before spring
The birds flew over
poplars and yellow ipês acacias
When spring ends
He was dreaming about her again
She was dreaming about him again
When spring ends
He was dreaming about her again
She was dreaming about him again
but with all your soul that summer
the angels write another poem
but with all your soul that summer
the angels write another poem
The angels sang their poems with tears in their eyes
In a forest, cherubic angels flew near the flowers like wild bees
they took a basket of eggs and mushrooms
He's like an angel
He likes you
She's like sunlight
She likes you
the delicacy of red roses in the garden
immediately in his heart a huge peace began to be born
They are like poetry and they are
Who loves you and you love her
It's still early the cherubic angels flew near the flowers like wild bees and wild butterflies with their little feet
to revive hope and peace in the garden
Even though it was still too early
The cherubic angels flew near the flowers like wild bees and wild butterflies with their little feet
to revive hope and peace in the garden
he used to always dream about them
Always thinking that one day there will be great happiness here
She used to always dream about them
Always thinking that one day there will be great happiness here
In the fields the hens and chicks
The ducks and the ducklings the rainbow
she is very surprised by the seven colors of the rainbow of the colorful colors of the rainbow
They are like emerald flowers and gold in the middle of the sand
They are like sculptures, coats of arms, and paintings
They are angels
The wind, the music, the solitude of the day
The sun was shining more and more
In the late of May when the flowers of May
bloomed some days before of the spring
the birds flew over the
ipês yellows acacias and poplars
In late May when the May flowers bloomed a few days before spring
Birds flew over the
yellow ipês poplars and acacias
When spring to finish
He was dreaming about her again
She was dreaming about him again
When spring is over
He was dreaming about her again
She was dreaming about him again
but with all your soul that summer
the angels write another poem
but with all your soul that summer
the angels write another poem
The angels sang their poems with tears in their eyes
In a forest the cherubic angels flew near the flowers like wild bees
they picked up a basket of eggs and mushrooms
He's like an angel
He likes you
She's like sunlight
She likes you
the delicacy of red roses in the garden
immediately in his heart an enormous peace began to be born
They are like poetry and are
Who loves you and you love her
still is early the angels cherubic flew near the flowers like wild bees and wild butterflies with their little feet
to revive hope and the peace in the garden
Even though it was still too early
The cherubic angels flew near the flowers like wild bees and wild butterflies with their little feet
to revive hope and the peace in the garden
he used to always dream about them
Always thinking that one day there will be great happiness here
She used to always dream about them
Always thinking that one day there will be great happiness here
In the fields the hens and chicks
The ducks and the ducklings the rainbow
she is very surprised with the seven colors from rainbow of the colors colorful from rainbow
São como flores esmeraldas e ouro no meio da areia
São como esculturas, brasões e pinturas
Eles são anjos
O vento, a música, a solidão do dia
O sol estava brilhando cada vez mais
No final de maio, quando maio floresce
floresceu alguns dias antes da primavera
os pássaros voaram sobre o
acácias e choupos ipês amarelos
No final de maio, quando as flores de maio desabrocharam alguns dias antes da primavera
Os pássaros voaram
choupos e acácias ipês amarelos
Quando a primavera acabar
Ele estava sonhando com ela novamente
Ela estava sonhando com ele novamente
Quando a primavera acabar
Ele estava sonhando com ela novamente
Ela estava sonhando com ele novamente
mas com toda a sua alma naquele verão
os anjos escrevem outro poema
mas com toda a sua alma naquele verão
os anjos escrevem outro poema
Os anjos cantaram seus poemas com lágrimas nos olhos
Numa floresta, anjos angelicais voavam perto das flores como abelhas selvagens
eles levaram uma cesta de ovos e cogumelos
Ele é como um anjo
Ele gosta de você
Ela é como a luz do sol
Ela gosta de você
a delicadeza das rosas vermelhas no jardim
imediatamente em seu coração uma paz enorme começou a nascer
Eles são como poesia e são
Quem te ama e você a ama
Ainda é cedo os anjos querubins voavam perto das flores como abelhas selvagens e borboletas selvagens com seus pezinhos
para reavivar a esperança e a paz no jardim
Mesmo que ainda fosse muito cedo
Os anjos querubins voavam perto das flores como abelhas selvagens e borboletas selvagens com seus pezinhos
para reavivar a esperança e a paz no jardim
ele costumava sempre sonhar com eles
Sempre pensando que um dia haverá uma grande felicidade aqui
Ela costumava sempre sonhar com eles
Sempre pensando que um dia haverá uma grande felicidade aqui
Nos campos as galinhas e os pintinhos
Os patos e os patinhos o arco-íris
ela fica muito surpresa com as sete cores do arco-íris das cores coloridas do arco-íris
They are like emerald flowers and gold in the middle of the sand
They are like sculptures, coats of arms and paintings
They are angels
The wind, the music, the solitude of the day
The sun was shining brighter and brighter
At the end of May, when the May flowers
bloomed a few days before spring
the birds flew over the
yellow ipês acacias and poplars
At the end of May, when the May flowers bloomed a few days before spring
The birds flew over
poplars and yellow ipês acacias
When spring ends
He was dreaming about her again
She was dreaming about him again
When spring ends
He was dreaming about her again
She was dreaming about him again
but with all your soul that summer
the angels write another poem
but with all your soul that summer
the angels write another poem
The angels sang their poems with tears in their eyes
In a forest, cherubic angels flew near the flowers like wild bees
they took a basket of eggs and mushrooms
He's like an angel
He likes you
She's like sunlight
She likes you
the delicacy of red roses in the garden
immediately in his heart a huge peace began to be born
They are like poetry and they are
Who loves you and you love her
It's still early the cherubic angels flew near the flowers like wild bees and wild butterflies with their little feet
to revive hope and peace in the garden
Even though it was still too early
The cherubic angels flew near the flowers like wild bees and wild butterflies with their little feet
to revive hope and peace in the garden
he used to always dream about them
Always thinking that one day there will be great happiness here
She used to always dream about them
Always thinking that one day there will be great happiness here
In the fields the hens and chicks
The ducks and the ducklings the rainbow
she is very surprised by the seven colors of the rainbow of the colorful colors of the rainbow
They are like emerald flowers and gold in the middle of the sand
They are like sculptures, coats of arms, and paintings
They are angels
The wind, the music, the solitude of the day
The sun was shining more and more
In the late of May when the flowers of May
bloomed some days before of the spring
the birds flew over the
ipês yellows acacias and poplars
In late May when the May flowers bloomed a few days before spring
Birds flew over the
yellow ipês poplars and acacias
When spring to finish
He was dreaming about her again
She was dreaming about him again
When spring is over
He was dreaming about her again
She was dreaming about him again
but with all your soul that summer
the angels write another poem
but with all your soul that summer
the angels write another poem
The angels sang their poems with tears in their eyes
In a forest the cherubic angels flew near the flowers like wild bees
they picked up a basket of eggs and mushrooms
He's like an angel
He likes you
She's like sunlight
She likes you
the delicacy of red roses in the garden
immediately in his heart an enormous peace began to be born
They are like poetry and are
Who loves you and you love her
still is early the angels cherubic flew near the flowers like wild bees and wild butterflies with their little feet
to revive hope and the peace in the garden
Even though it was still too early
The cherubic angels flew near the flowers like wild bees and wild butterflies with their little feet
to revive hope and the peace in the garden
he used to always dream about them
Always thinking that one day there will be great happiness here
She used to always dream about them
Always thinking that one day there will be great happiness here
In the fields the hens and chicks
The ducks and the ducklings the rainbow
she is very surprised with the seven colors from rainbow of the colors colorful from rainbow
São como flores esmeraldas e ouro no meio da areia
São como esculturas, brasões e pinturas
Eles são anjos
O vento, a música, a solidão do dia
O sol estava brilhando cada vez mais
No final de maio, quando maio floresce
floresceu alguns dias antes da primavera
os pássaros voaram sobre o
acácias e choupos ipês amarelos
No final de maio, quando as flores de maio desabrocharam alguns dias antes da primavera
Os pássaros voaram
choupos e acácias ipês amarelos
Quando a primavera acabar
Ele estava sonhando com ela novamente
Ela estava sonhando com ele novamente
Quando a primavera acabar
Ele estava sonhando com ela novamente
Ela estava sonhando com ele novamente
mas com toda a sua alma naquele verão
os anjos escrevem outro poema
mas com toda a sua alma naquele verão
os anjos escrevem outro poema
Os anjos cantaram seus poemas com lágrimas nos olhos
Numa floresta, anjos angelicais voavam perto das flores como abelhas selvagens
eles levaram uma cesta de ovos e cogumelos
Ele é como um anjo
Ele gosta de você
Ela é como a luz do sol
Ela gosta de você
a delicadeza das rosas vermelhas no jardim
imediatamente em seu coração uma paz enorme começou a nascer
Eles são como poesia e são
Quem te ama e você a ama
Ainda é cedo os anjos querubins voavam perto das flores como abelhas selvagens e borboletas selvagens com seus pezinhos
para reavivar a esperança e a paz no jardim
Mesmo que ainda fosse muito cedo
Os anjos querubins voavam perto das flores como abelhas selvagens e borboletas selvagens com seus pezinhos
para reavivar a esperança e a paz no jardim
ele costumava sempre sonhar com eles
Sempre pensando que um dia haverá uma grande felicidade aqui
Ela costumava sempre sonhar com eles
Sempre pensando que um dia haverá uma grande felicidade aqui
Nos campos as galinhas e os pintinhos
Os patos e os patinhos o arco-íris
ela fica muito surpresa com as sete cores do arco-íris das cores coloridas do arco-íris
They are like emerald flowers and gold in the middle of the sand
They are like sculptures, coats of arms and paintings
They are angels
The wind, the music, the solitude of the day
The sun was shining brighter and brighter
At the end of May, when the May flowers
bloomed a few days before spring
the birds flew over the
yellow ipês acacias and poplars
At the end of May, when the May flowers bloomed a few days before spring
The birds flew over
poplars and yellow ipês acacias
When spring ends
He was dreaming about her again
She was dreaming about him again
When spring ends
He was dreaming about her again
She was dreaming about him again
but with all your soul that summer
the angels write another poem
but with all your soul that summer
the angels write another poem
The angels sang their poems with tears in their eyes
In a forest, cherubic angels flew near the flowers like wild bees
they took a basket of eggs and mushrooms
He's like an angel
He likes you
She's like sunlight
She likes you
the delicacy of red roses in the garden
immediately in his heart a huge peace began to be born
They are like poetry and they are
Who loves you and you love her
It's still early the cherubic angels flew near the flowers like wild bees and wild butterflies with their little feet
to revive hope and peace in the garden
Even though it was still too early
The cherubic angels flew near the flowers like wild bees and wild butterflies with their little feet
to revive hope and peace in the garden
he used to always dream about them
Always thinking that one day there will be great happiness here
She used to always dream about them
Always thinking that one day there will be great happiness here
In the fields the hens and chicks
The ducks and the ducklings the rainbow
she is very surprised by the seven colors of the rainbow of the colorful colors of the rainbow
They are like emerald flowers and gold in the middle of the sand
They are like sculptures, coats of arms, and paintings
They are angels
The wind, the music, the solitude of the day
The sun was shining more and more
In the late of May when the flowers of May
bloomed some days before of the spring
the birds flew over the
ipês yellows acacias and poplars
In late May when the May flowers bloomed a few days before spring
Birds flew over the
yellow ipês poplars and acacias
When spring to finish
He was dreaming about her again
She was dreaming about him again
When spring is over
He was dreaming about her again
She was dreaming about him again
but with all your soul that summer
the angels write another poem
but with all your soul that summer
the angels write another poem
The angels sang their poems with tears in their eyes
In a forest the cherubic angels flew near the flowers like wild bees
they picked up a basket of eggs and mushrooms
He's like an angel
He likes you
She's like sunlight
She likes you
the delicacy of red roses in the garden
immediately in his heart an enormous peace began to be born
They are like poetry and are
Who loves you and you love her
still is early the angels cherubic flew near the flowers like wild bees and wild butterflies with their little feet
to revive hope and the peace in the garden
Even though it was still too early
The cherubic angels flew near the flowers like wild bees and wild butterflies with their little feet
to revive hope and the peace in the garden
he used to always dream about them
Always thinking that one day there will be great happiness here
She used to always dream about them
Always thinking that one day there will be great happiness here
In the fields the hens and chicks
The ducks and the ducklings the rainbow
she is very surprised with the seven colors from rainbow of the colors colorful from rainbow
São como flores esmeraldas e ouro no meio da areia
São como esculturas, brasões e pinturas
Eles são anjos
O vento, a música, a solidão do dia
O sol estava brilhando cada vez mais
No final de maio, quando maio floresce
floresceu alguns dias antes da primavera
os pássaros voaram sobre o
acácias e choupos ipês amarelos
No final de maio, quando as flores de maio desabrocharam alguns dias antes da primavera
Os pássaros voaram
choupos e acácias ipês amarelos
Quando a primavera acabar
Ele estava sonhando com ela novamente
Ela estava sonhando com ele novamente
Quando a primavera acabar
Ele estava sonhando com ela novamente
Ela estava sonhando com ele novamente
mas com toda a sua alma naquele verão
os anjos escrevem outro poema
mas com toda a sua alma naquele verão
os anjos escrevem outro poema
Os anjos cantaram seus poemas com lágrimas nos olhos
Numa floresta, anjos angelicais voavam perto das flores como abelhas selvagens
eles levaram uma cesta de ovos e cogumelos
Ele é como um anjo
Ele gosta de você
Ela é como a luz do sol
Ela gosta de você
a delicadeza das rosas vermelhas no jardim
imediatamente em seu coração uma paz enorme começou a nascer
Eles são como poesia e são
Quem te ama e você a ama
Ainda é cedo os anjos querubins voavam perto das flores como abelhas selvagens e borboletas selvagens com seus pezinhos
para reavivar a esperança e a paz no jardim
Mesmo que ainda fosse muito cedo
Os anjos querubins voavam perto das flores como abelhas selvagens e borboletas selvagens com seus pezinhos
para reavivar a esperança e a paz no jardim
ele costumava sempre sonhar com eles
Sempre pensando que um dia haverá uma grande felicidade aqui
Ela costumava sempre sonhar com eles
Sempre pensando que um dia haverá uma grande felicidade aqui
Nos campos as galinhas e os pintinhos
Os patos e os patinhos o arco-íris
ela fica muito surpresa com as sete cores do arco-íris das cores coloridas do arco-íris
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