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Assim Deus Fez a Lua

Tono: E

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A                                                                                                                    Bm                                                         E  
A lua era tão singela, pois quando deus fez ela, não lhe deu muitos valores
C#                                              F#m                                                                                      B                                              E  
Sozinha sem estrelas pra brilhar, nem mesmo podia inspirar os poetas e os cantores
A                                                                                                                                                      Bm                                                              A         A7  
Mas quando, por infinito bom gosto, ele pintou teu lindo rosto, teve grande inspiração
                                DE                                                C#m                 F#m                                    Bm                                 E                                                 A  A7  
Fez outra lua, com pedacinho dos teus olhos, e ainda pôs no céu simplório, uma grande constelação
                                DE                                                C#m                 F#m                                    Bm                                 E                                                 A  A7  
Fez outra lua, com pedacinho dos teus olhos, e ainda pôs no céu simplório, uma grande constelação
             D                                                              E            C#m                                            F#m  
Por certo que o pintor do universo, quando fez a imagem tua,
          Bm                                                            E                                            D         E            A                      A7  
Roubou um pedacinho dos teus olhos, pra por no céu, no lugar da lua
             D                                                              E            C#m                                            F#m  
Por certo que o pintor do universo, quando fez a imagem tua,
          Bm                                                            E                                            D         E            A                      A7  
Roubou um pedacinho dos teus olhos, pra por no céu, no lugar da lua
 DE  C#m  F#m  BmE  A  A7/  DE  C#m  F#m  BmE  D  C#m  BmA  E)  
A                                                                                                                                                    Bm                                                         E  
Nas noites, em que a solidão aperta, eu deixo a janela aberta, pra lua poder entrar
C#                                                         F#m                                                                                                    B                                                      E  
De manso, vem prateando meu semblante, que mesmo estando tão distante, quase que posso tocar
A                                                                                                                                      Bm                                                      A                    A7  
Eu sei que a lua não é só minha, e que sempre será rainha, dos desejos ilusórios
                                DE                                                C#m      F#m                                    Bm            E                                      A                 A7  
Mas me orgulha e me faz tirar o chapéu, saber que a lua do céu, foi tirada dos teus olhos
                                DE                                                C#m      F#m                                    Bm            E                                      A                 A7  
Mas me orgulha e me faz tirar o chapéu, saber que a lua do céu, foi tirada dos teus olhos
             D                                                              E            C#m                                            F#m  
Por certo que o pintor do universo, quando fez a imagem tua,
          Bm                                                            E                                            D         E            A                      A7  
Roubou um pedacinho dos teus olhos, pra por no céu, no lugar da lua
             D                                                              E            C#m                                            F#m  
Por certo que o pintor do universo, quando fez a imagem tua,
          Bm                                                            E                                            D         E            A                      A7  
Roubou um pedacinho dos teus olhos, pra por no céu, no lugar da lua
 DE  C#m  F#m  BmE  A  A7/  DE  C#m  F#m  BmE  D  C#m  BmA  E)  

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