Nana Caymmi - Bis - Nana Caymmi

Formicida, Corda e Flor

Uma banda de gillette
Suco de maracujá
Uma caixa de chicletes
Lençol branco no sofá

Bandeirolas na janela
Uma caixa de hidrocor
Sopa amarga na panela
Formicida, corda e flor

Vou trancar o apartamento
Se chamarem, não estou
Vou botar o sofrimento
Num desenho de terror

Vou bolar um bom cenário
Pro meu ato derradeiro
Vou mandar o meu diário
Para o meu amor primeiro

Vou morrer de amor perdido
Parto desta pra melhor
Ando tão desiludido
Ando mesmo na pior

Tenho tudo quanto quero
Formicida, corda e flor
E o meu último bolero
Pra chorar a minha dor

Vou morrer de amor perdido
Parto desta pra melhor
Ando tão desiludido
Ando mesmo na pior

Tenho tudo quanto quero
Formicida, corda e flor
E o meu último bolero
Pra chorar a minha dor

Credits
Writer(s): Rosa Maria Faria Passos, Oliveira, Fernando De
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
Link

Other Album Tracks

All Album Tracks: Bis - Nana Caymmi >

Altri album

All Albums of Nana Caymmi >

Rockol

Rockol only uses images and photos made available for promotional purposes (“for press use”) by record companies, artist managements and p.r. agencies.
Said images are used to exert a right to report and a finality of the criticism, in a degraded mode compliant to copyright laws, and exclusively inclosed in our own informative content.
Only non-exclusive images addressed to newspaper use and, in general, copyright-free are accepted.
Live photos are published when licensed by photographers whose copyright is quoted.
Rockol is available to pay the right holder a fair fee should a published image’s author be unknown at the time of publishing.

Feedback

Please immediately report the presence of images possibly not compliant with the above cases so as to quickly verify an improper use: where confirmed, we would immediately proceed to their removal.