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Cascavel Brazil
Do you know of a place?
Where the language sounds like a melody.
Where sunrises spring forth,
Like amber, tangerine stars.
Where hospitality blooms,
And is sweet like honey.
I know a place
Where Gods spirit runs as wild,
As the cars that try to kill you.
I know a place
That waves their flag with pride,
And for a moment in time,
Stops to celebrate the sport of it.
I know a place
Where the ground is fertile,
And is red like Mars.
The seed is sown there.
It is sown by my amigos,
mue amigas,
and my family.
A family of red and yellow, black and white,
And we are indeed ALL precious in GODS sight.
Behold here and now
Did God bring the rain
And angels did rejoice at the sound
Of His sheep crying for the shephard
"my sheep know my name. they hear my voice, and they follow me"
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