Toda vez que dizemos adeus...

(Cole Porter)

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				Every time we say goodbye I die a little Every time we say goodbye I wonder why a little Why the Godss above me Who must be in the know Think so little to me They allow you to go When you're near there's such an air of Spring about it I can hear a lark somewhere begin to sing about it Theres no love song finer But how strange the change From major to minor Every time we say goodbye When you're near Theres such an air of Spring about it I can hear a lark somewhere Begin to sing about it Theres no love song finer But how strange the change From major to minor Every time you say Theres no love song finer But how strange The change from major to minor Every time we say goodbye
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