Cifras
Fábio de Melo - A poesia me leva

Tom: G

Introdução:

dificuldade
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             G9                                            Am9                                 G/B  
Sopra o vento músicas no tempo
                                  C9  
Acordes que acordam
G9                                            Am9                                 G/B  
Corda que dá tom ao sentimento
                                  C9                              Em7                 Am7  
Ao sofrimento que virá, que virá
                             Bm7      C/D                                              Em7    Am7    Bm7    C/D  
E que vira            poema ao fim do dia
G9                                            Am9                                 G/B  
Sons que se transmudam em palavras
                                  C9  
E que os poetas buscam
G9                                      Am9                    G/B  
Busca que desata a melodia
                     C9                         Em7                 Am7  
Da poesia que virá, que virá
                             Bm7      C/D                                              Em7    Am7    Bm7    C/D  
E que vira profecia ao fim do dia
Em7                            D  
Minas de palavras
                                                G                                              F9  
Descanso a voz neste horizonte
                                Em7                                            D  
Que tão Belo assim me cala
                                G                                              F9  
Calada voz por fim aguardo
Em7                                                                         D  
Pelos ventos que me trazem
                                     G                                 F9                                                    G              Am7    G/B  
Areias brancas da cidade onde eu nasci
Em7                                                      D  
Vou seguindo a estrada
                                     G                                              F9  
Tantos lugares, tantos portos
                             Em7                                            D  
Mas um Porto é mais Alegre
                                G                                            F9  
Onde refaço a minha calma
                     Em7                              D  
Alma forte é Fortaleza
                                  G                                    Am7                              G              Am7    G/B  
Recife é terra onde Damas são felizes
G9                                            Am9                                            G/B  
Versos que se escondem nas calçadas
                                  C9  
E que os calçados pisam
G9                                 Am9                    G/B  
Frisa suas marcas na poeira
                     C9                              Em7                 Am7  
O andarilho que virá, que virá
                          Bm7         C/D                                            Em7    Am7    Bm7    C/D  
E que vira            poeta ao fim do dia
G9                                            Am9                                 G/B  
Roucas, poucas vozes não se cansam
             C9  
Amansam tantos ódios
G9                                                 Am9                    G/B  
Pódios que são palcos que aguardam
                  C9                              Em7                 Am7  
A melodia que virá, que virá
                          Bm7                 C/D                                            Em7    Am7    Bm7    C/D  
E que vira         profecia ao fim do dia
Em7                                         D  
Vou singrando rios
                                        G                                              F9  
São de Janeiros, de São Paulo
                Em7                              D  
Rio Largo, Rio Bonito
                             G                                            F9  
Lagoas doces de Alagoas
Em7                                                 D  
Cachoeira tão Paulista
                                        G                                                            Am7                                      G              Am7    G/B  
Que faz jorrar canções tão novas ao meu país
Em7                                                 D  
Montes que são Claros
                                                G                                            F9  
São Campos raros, Goitacazes
                     Em7                                         D  
Terra Boa e seus mistérios
                                  G                                                      F9  
Campina Grande que me veste
                                Em7                                      D  
Bem no norte da minh'alma
                                          G                              Am7                                      G              Am7    G/B  
Eu tenho marcas de açaí, sou de Belém
C                                                            G                              Am7      G/B         C  
     A poesia me leva, me leva, me leva
                G              Am7      G/B  
Levará,
C                                                            G                              Am7      G/B  
     A poesia me leva, me leva, me leva
                     C                                 G              Am7      G/B  
e sempre levará