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Duas das ilhas centrais, vizinhas
Que de imagens belas acarinhas.

Cantas todas, as nossas belas ilhas,
De verdes e de azuis, maravilhas,
Colorido único e constante
Que vai na lembrança do emigrante.

É bom saber que no Canadá
Se vislumbram os sonhos de cá:
Canta, canta, vizinho Azoriano,
"Ilhas de Bruma" blog soberano.

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Que inicia uma nova semana
Com a visão altiva de entrada
Da ilha esguia no mar deitada.

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