Joana Alegre - Maria Graça

Maria Graça

Maria Graça era toda bondade
Nela vivia a mais pura verdade
Feita de sonhos e ingenuidade
Menina e moça de boa vontade
Mal sabia a sua sina
Era tão boa menina
Feliz no dia em que casou
Pois nunca imaginou
Que ali morria a vida que sonhou
De Maria Graça mulher sofrida
A cara batida e a marca escondida
Corpo encolhido no grito do medo
Pobre coitada sofria calada
Avisou, tentou fugir
Quem havia de acudir
Num país de homens há que consentir
Pobre, Maria Graça, vista um dia na praça
Tentou esconder, ninguém queria ver
Ela era a própria desgraça
Morreu espancada ao chegar a casa

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Writer(s): Joana Alegre
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