Cifras
Jardim Dos Insensatos

Tono: D

Introducción:

dificultad
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B                                                 C#m7                                            E                                                                                                    A              E7  
Parecia                    miragem,                            mas não era nem isso
B                                                 C#m7                                            E                                                                                                    A              E7  
Os homens enterrados no chão até o umbigo
B                                                 C#m7                                            E                                                                                                    A              E7  
Não dava pra ver as suas cabeças e pensavam
B                                                 C#m7                                                            E                            Em7  
Que desse jeito era bem mais seguro
B                                                 C#m7                                            E                                                                                                    A              E7  
Do sonho que brota dessas se – mentes
B                                                 C#m7                                            E                                                                                                    A              E7  
Talvez brotem árvores que dêem bons frutos
B                                                 C#m7                                            E                                                                                                    A              E7  
Não eram loucos, mas sim filhos de um absurdo
B                                                 C#m7                                                            E                            Em7  
Colheram todos os medos num jardim que Deus criou...
                B4         B5-            B4            B  
Tenho uma pena que é minha arma
Tenho um relógio: “Eu sou um mostro"
B                                                                            B4  
E vou jantar um pouquinho de foguete
B5-                                                                                              B4                                                    E4  
Depois explodir no céu até virar ...
F7/9         E7/9    D#7/9      D7/9            C#         C7+         B  
Vou            a      -         té                            vi      -            rar                                                    Eu
F7/9         E7/9    D#7/9      D7/9            C#         C7+         B  
Vou            a      -         té                            vi      -            rar                                                    Eu
F7/9         E7/9    D#7/9      D7/9            C#         C7+         B  
Vou            a      -         té                            vi      -            rar                                                    Eu
B                                                                            C#  
Até      virar         eu            Vou
                                                             C7+  
Até    virar                 Eu         vou
                                                             B  
Até virar                 Deus
B                                                 C#m7                                            E                                                                                                    A              E7  
Vi                 um            Castelo                                    Torres                                 Masmorras
B                                              C#m7                                            E                                                                                                    A              E7  
Os homens usavam capacetes para proteger os seus pés
B                                                 C#m7                                            E                                                                                                    A              E7  
E olhavam pro céu com tanto medo como se esperassem um anjo e não um dragão
B                                                 C#m7                                                            E                            Em7  
Torturavam um moço chamado Deus
B                                                 C#m7                                            E                                                                                                    A              E7  
Seguravam um livro como se fora um machado
B                                                 C#m7                                            E                                                                                                    A              E7  
Como uma espécie de guerra, matavam-se sem razão
B                                                 C#m7                                            E                                                                                                    A              E7  
Mas havia num canto um garoto tocando rock’n roll
B                                                 C#m7                                                            E                            Em7  
Foi morto quando descobriu que a verdade foi Deus quem inventou... (Eu disse)
                B4         B5-            B4            B  
Hey
Olhe de perto
Bm7                                                            B7/11  
Vou lhe pegar na saída da escola
B7                                                 B7/11  
E vou roubar tua merendeira vazia
B                                                                         B4  
Eu vou fazer tua lição de casa
B5-                                                              B4  
Vou ficar burro igual ao Jeremias
B                                                                            B4  
E vou jantar um pouquinho de foguete
B5-                                                                                              B4                                                    E4  
Depois explodir no céu até virar ...
F7/9         E7/9    D#7/9      D7/9            C#         C7+         B  
Vou            a      -         té                            vi      -            rar                                                    Eu
F7/9         E7/9    D#7/9      D7/9            C#         C7+         B  
Vou            a      -         té                            vi      -            rar                                                    Eu
F7/9         E7/9    D#7/9      D7/9            C#         C7+         B  
Vou            a      -         té                            vi      -            rar                                                    Eu
B                                                                            C#  
Até      virar         eu            Vou
                                                             C7+  
Até    virar                 Eu         vou
                                                             B  
Até virar                 Eu