O retorno da rainha

Passei por todos os lugares

Perdi todos os amores

No caminho dos andares

Que levavam aos hangares

De onde voei

P’ra tão longe, p’ra esquecer

Busquei formas, formei nada

Fuji do rótulo e da capa

P’ra não ser mais

Samba, Sampa, “Sanca”

Ser mais...

E quando toda a minha fé

Se resumia em crer

No poder do café preto

Sem açúcar

No fundo, no fundo

Eu ainda pensava em você

Que vinha, p’ra minha

Quem diga

Adivinha

Não sou eu, não sou eu

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