Cifras para Guitarra Salvação

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Nossas crianças, nosso futuro dormindo no chão
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Nossas vidas, nossos destinos sem educação
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Lideres desgovernados os quais, não conseguimos parar
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Um sistema desenfreado, que quer nos atropelar
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Na vida há dois caminhos, mas só um que vai na direção certa
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Minha terra, cansada, com sede e sem água pra planta crescer
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Nosso ar ficando escasso, e sem ar pro planeta viver
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Somos a salvação para um mundo que ainda tem jeito
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Somos a primeira opção para um mundo perfeito
(refrão)
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A saúde do meu povo jogada aos cantos dos hospitais
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Jovens anjos na cidade se tornando marginais
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Guerras santas, santos bandidos, saques nas pastorais
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Nossa nação, nossos irmãos, não se respeitam mais