Nobat - Estação Cidade Baixa

Praia da Estação

Era aquele gesto ousado
Um êxtase bisonho
Aquela coisa vazia de uma alegria besta
Uma voz dizendo: Venha

Eu nos caminhos, nos morros
Naqueles corpos todos
Nas decadências de um mar
Que me levava ao centro de tudo
Que me roubava tudo

Eu no deserto, sorridente
Uma alma viva
Bamba cadência do congado
Nesse mar moderno

Fevereiro
Então brilha
O desfile da escola de samba na televisão

Hoje o mundo não tem mais tamanho
Nem sinônimo

Criar o mar
Criar o mar
Mareia
Ê, ah

Criar o mar
Criar o mar
Mareia
Ê, ah

Criar o mar
Criar o mar
Mareia
Ê, ah, ê, ah

Criar o mar
Criar o mar
Mareia
Ê, ah

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