Copa do mundo é nossa

vai encarra

                                                               

Vejo o Céu

 

                                                   o sol á espera  da terra
                                                   e a terra gira...gira,
                                                   em volta de si mesmo
                                                   e com toda elegancia
                                                   busca o sol
                                                   me contaram
                                                   chama-se rotação

                                                   E,num movimento,aparente suave
                                                   a rotação a contempla
                                                   com o dia e a noite e o dia,
                                                   e incamsalvemente ela
                                                   busca a abraços do sol

                                                   Toda pamposa i envaidencida,
                                                   de si mesma
                                                   so para ser trocada
                                                   pelo afeto do sol...