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Hold on, my friend, hold on.
See the difference we've done!
No matter who's right or wrong,
let's sing a beautiful song!

Hold on, the flowers will bloom,
come out to look at the day moon.
You have such a beautiful voice,
after all, it's a question of choice.

Hold on, my friend,
we don't need to act
when our essence is intact.

Hold on, our music is so pure.
Hold on, we don't need a cure,
although we both have this pride.
In the end, it's ok here inside.

We all have our convictions.
There always be contradictions,
but we need to go on and get free,
floating in this drying sea.

Hold on, there will be surprises.
When you're here, the sun rises.


(Júlio B.)
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