Torpus And The Art Directors

Torpus And The Art Directors

Fall In Love
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Where's the sparkle in your eyes in which I saw 
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that you burned for what you were saying 
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and the tremble in your voice that I caused 
       Bb 
when I called you back? 


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I still hear your bracelets rattling like a clock. 
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You would clap when I would be singing 
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about deliveries and songs from heart to heart. 
         Bb 
We would close our eyes 
            Ab 
and fall in love. 


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On the banks of city rivers we would lie 
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and say more than we would be talking. 
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Like the poets on the condors passing by 
          Bb 
you would wave too long. 


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And on my carrier you dash through summer streets 
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with your drawers as a sail, and me your steersman. 
           Eb                            Cm 
Oh how you still look glorious in summer heats, 
   Bb 
I adore you so, 
          Ab 
I fell in love. 


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Nananana... 
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Nananana... 
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Nananana... 
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Nananana... 


          Ab            Eb 
Today she wrote me in a letter 
         Gm              Cm 
that she heard one of my songs. 
                Ab                Eb 
It has made her float just like a feather. 
            Gm              Cm 
It made her know where she belongs. 
               Ab                  Eb 
I watch myself running through the streets, 
          Bb           Cm 
it was my kindergarten dreams. 
       Ab             Eb 
To the white day of release 
            Bb                    Ab 
Where she's healing, healing my disease. 


Outro 
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Enviado por: Ubiratan Bomfim

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