tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5050672656347070922012-02-16T00:57:43.971-08:00Marcelino Pereira Netohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04170602654269034790noreply@blogger.comBlogger11100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-505067265634707092.post-53014073994721638692007-02-04T02:09:00.000-08:002008-12-10T23:53:17.955-08:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vje4G5QGvJE/RcWxPUjOL4I/AAAAAAAAACs/3AkTqpmf_xM/s1600-h/casal.gif"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027619435801620354" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vje4G5QGvJE/RcWxPUjOL4I/AAAAAAAAACs/3AkTqpmf_xM/s320/casal.gif" border="0" /></a><br /><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;">Tribalistas-Velha infância</span></strong></div><div></div><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;">Você é assim,um sonho pra mim</span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;">E quando eu não te vejo</span></strong></div><div></div><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;">Eu só penso em você</span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;">Desde o amanhecer</span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;">Até quando me deito</span></strong></div><div></div><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;">Eu gosto de você</span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;">E gosto de ficar com você</span></strong></div><div></div><div></div><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"></span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;">Meu riso é tão feliz contigo</span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;">E o meu melhor amigo é o meu amor</span></strong></div><div></div><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;">E agente canta</span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;">E a gente dança</span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;">E a gente não se cansa</span></strong></div><div></div><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;">De ser criança</span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;">Da gente brincar</span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;">Da nossa velha infância</span></strong></div><div></div><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;">Seus olhos</span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;">Meu clarão</span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;">Me guiam dentro da escuridão</span></strong></div><div></div><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;">Seus pés me abrem o caminho</span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;">Eu sigo e nunca me sinto só</span></strong></div><div></div><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;">Você é assim,um sonho prá mim</span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;">Quero te encher de beijos</span></strong></div><div></div><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;">Eu penso em você</span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;">Desde o amanhecer</span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;">Até quando me deito</span></strong></div><div></div><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;">Eu gosto de você</span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;">E gosto de ficar com você</span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;">Meu riso é tão feliz contigo</span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;">E o meu melhor amigo</span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;">É o meu amor</span></strong></div><div></div><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;">E a gente canta</span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;">E a gente dança</span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;">E a gente não se cansa</span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;">De ser criança</span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;">Da gente brincar</span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;">Da nossa velha infância</span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"></span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;">Seus olhos,meu clarão</span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;">Me guiam dentro da escuridão</span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;">Seus pés me abrem o caminho</span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;">Eu sigo e nunca me sinto só</span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"></span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"></span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"></span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"></span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"></span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"></span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"></span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"></span></strong> </div><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/505067265634707092-5301407399472163869?l=mensagensmusicaisvelhainfancia.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Marcelino 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