PRIMAVERA !

                                            Apetece-me
                                            Ir para a rua,
                                            Apanhar chuva
                                            E vento frio,
                                            Chamar por ti
                                            E ouvir o eco
                                            Da minha vida,
                                            Na esquina do fundo!
                                            Apetece-me
                                            Dormir na Lua
                                            E virar o mundo
                                            De pernas para o ar!
                                            Apesar de triste,
                                            Aceno de longe
                                            Á quimera perdida,
                                            De uma Primavera
                                            Que prometeu chegar!