Chords for Murubutu - Grecale - (Pro. XxX-Fila)

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[Abm] So
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[Abm] And Giulia listens [E] to the wind outside, she dances with the [Abm] leaves
And it seems like a wave that changes direction, it shakes the cranks
And it brings a cold [E] breeze, every day she dreams of [Abm] Purve
And there are those who say [E] certain things, she can't [Abm] catch them
Giulia gets up, [E] tries the steps, dances in a few [Abm] meters
The white skin that reclaims the Masoetian eyes
And every drop [E] of rain on the [Abm] glass
She admires it while [E] she leans on the tip [Abm] of her feet
She was a dancer as a child, almost like the others
And it seems like she's improvising while she learns [Ab] the arc
The same [E] white shoes, hot gloves
[Abm] There's a dark cloud that spreads [E] while she becomes [Abm] big
Sometimes she falls, [E] gets hurt, feels insane
[Abm] She laughs and feels the wind between the spaces that she can't find anymore
And Giulia gets up, [E] dances, and is silent, she seeks peace
She [Abm] holds the air in her chest and [E] then tries again a bat [Abm]-move
The most unjust [E] judgments, the most unjust pietisms
The most [Abm] insulting judgments, the most insulting vulnerabilities of all
And Giulia dances in the room [E] until she destroys [Abm] herself
She's the Valk of the stairs [E] until she destroys [Abm] herself
With a breath of air she catches [E] the region
She makes her nostrils [B] whispering to her, come on, [Gb] come on, come on
Trust [Ab] yourself, you'll [E] succeed, you'll [B] succeed, you'll [Gb] make it
Dance [Abm] like the wind, dance [E] like the wind
Give a [B] name to the wind with which you'll [Gb] dance
Follow the [Abm] wind carefully, when [E] it's not in time
Thank [B] the wind when it dances, [Gb] you'll have it
[Abm] Lightning inside [E] the temporal
[Abm] Rises the wind of Grekaris
The air in itself [E] is circular
[Abm] It dances from [E] its volpican
[Abm] Then slowly, slowly, the [E] darkness descends and the rest is a [Abm] shell
The matte light that turns off, becoming dark
And there's no more her [E] style, among the other dancers
[Abm] Her shoes hung on the floor [E] like two suricides
[Abm] She cries and for a long time [E] blows the wind
Above the glass it [Abm] seems to whisper in the drops
That you're hurting yourself more and more
[E] Every hour, [Abm] how much she has done to you
[E] This fate that hates you
[Abm] Giulia gets up among the thorns [E] of destroyed dreams
[Abm] She dances beyond the eyes, in the body and in the flutes
And tonight it will be art [E] to give her its fruits
When she will dance with the others and in front of everyone
[Abm] Giulia amazes [E] when she dances in the dark
While she dances on stage, she leaves the audience mute
[Abm] The rapid steps of Damascus, [E] the separation is now closed
[Abm] First a beat, then [E] the applause and a deluxe
[Abm] Giulia is at home, she [E] feels the wind, the scent is [Abm] tormenting
She dreams of the lights, then the applause, diffuse
She feels the flowers above the stage, [E] every applause, future
And [Abm] it's not true, you know that the blind [E] people dream of the dark
[Abm] Then a breath cuts through [E] the reach, between her nostrils, [B] whispering to her
Come on, [Gb] come on, come on, trust [Abm] yourself
You will [E] succeed, you [B] will succeed, you will [Gb] do it
Dance [Abm] like the wind, dance [E] like the wind
Give a [B] name to the wind with which you will [Gb] dance
Follow the [Abm] wind carefully, four [E] senses in it
Turn [B] grace to the wind when you [Gb] will have it
_ [Abm] _ _ [E] Time's clock, [Abm] raises the wind to creak
The air in itself is [E] succulent, [Abm] dance to its beat
[Abm] _ _ _ [E] Time's clock, [Abm] raises the wind to creak
The air in itself is [E] succulent, [Abm] dance to [E] its beat
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