Manhã tão bonita manhã

  • Postado por Ran

Manhã tão bonita manhã
De um dia feliz que chegou
O sol no céu surgiu
E em cada cor brilhou
Voltou o sonho, então, ao coração.

Depois deste dia feliz
Não sei se outro dia haverá
É nossa manhã, tão bela afinal
Manhã de Carnaval.

Canta meu coração
A alegria voltou
Tão feliz na manhã
Deste amor...

Escrita por Antonio Maria e Luiz Bonfá

apedeutismo

  • Postado por Ran

ódio
feição do 
medo
vergôntea da
ignorância

A desert road from Vegas to nowhere

  • Postado por Ran

A desert road from Vegas to nowhere,
some place better than where you've been.
A coffee machine that needs some fixing
in a little café just around the bend.

I am calling you.
Can't you hear me?
I am calling you.

A hot dry wind blows right through me.
The baby's crying and I can't sleep,
but we both know a change is coming,
coming closer sweet release.

I am calling you.
I know you hear me.
I am calling you.
Ohhhh.

I am calling you.
I know you hear me.
I am calling you.

A desert road from Vegas to nowhere,
some place better than where you've been.
A coffee machine that needs some fixing
in a little café just around the bend.

A hot dry wind blows right through me.
The baby's crying and I can't sleep
and I can feel a change is coming,
coming closer sweet release.

I am calling you.
Can't you hear me?
I am calling you.
Ohhhhhhhh
Uhhhhh.....

Jevetta Steele

Uma planta nunca foi tão afável e suave

  • Postado por Ran

Ombra mai fu
Di vegetabile,
Cara ed amabile,
Soave più

Ombra mai fu
Di vegetabile,
Cara ed amabile,
Soave più

Cara ed amabile
Ombra mai fu
Di vegetabile
Cara ed amabile
Soave più, soave piú

"Ombra mai fu", ária de abertura da ópera Serse, de 1738, de George Frideric Handel

Windy City

  • Postado por Ran

We came to big city, from our little country town
And every step he takes with you, is down
And you're as cold and heartless, as your chilling winds that blow
Before you freeze his heart, please let him go

Windy City; you're haunting my baby
With your bright lights and your avenues so wild
Windy City; turn loose of my baby
If you don't give him back, I'll lose my mind

At night I walk your sidewalks, and look in every bar
I love him even though, he's gone too far
Your swinging doors stay open, just to keep him from my side
And I'm on your lonely streets, again tonight

Windy City; you're haunting my baby
With your bright lights and your avenues so wild
Windy City; turn loose of my baby
And if you don't give him back, I'll lose my mind
If you don't give him back, I'll lose my mind...

Writen by P. Goble, B. Osborne (The Osborne Brothers)

No longer riding on the merry-go-round

  • Postado por Ran

People say I'm crazy doing what I'm doing
Well they give me all kinds of warnings to save me from ruin
When I say that I'm o.k. they look at me kind of strange
Surely you're not happy now you no longer play the game

People say I'm lazy dreaming my life away
Well they give me all kinds of advice designed to enlighten me
When I tell that I'm doing Fine watching shadows on the wall
Don't you miss the big time boy you're no longer on the ball?

I'm just sitting here watching the wheels go round and round
I really love to watch them roll
No longer riding on the merry-go-round
I just had to let it go

People asking questions lost in confusion
Well I tell them there's no problem
Only solutions
Well they shake their heads and they look at me as if I've lost my mind
I tell them there's no hurry...
I'm just sitting here doing time

I'm just sitting here watching the wheels go round and round
I really love to watch them roll
No longer riding on the merry-go-round
I just had to let it go

quante miserie conobbi

  • Postado por Ran

Vissi d'arte, vissi d'amore,
non feci mai male ad anima viva!...
Con man furtiva
quante miserie conobbi, aiutai...
Sempre con fé sincera,
la mia preghiera
ai santi tabernacoli salì.
Sempre con fé sincera
diedi fiori agli altar.
Nell'ora del dolore perché,
perché Signore, perché
me ne rimuneri così?...
Diedi gioielli
della Madonna al manto,
e diedi il canto agli astri,
al ciel, che ne ridean più belli.
Nell'ora del dolore perché,
perché, Signore,
perché me ne rimuneri così?
Vedi,
le man giunte io stendo a te!
Ecco, vedi, e mercé d'un tuo detto,
vinta, aspetto...

Vissi d'arte - Angela Gheorghiu (soprano) - Tosca, opera by Giacomo Puccini

1000 Oceans

  • Postado por Ran

These tears I've cried
I've cried 1000 oceans
And if it seems
I'm floating in the darkness
Well, I can't believe that I would keep
Keep you from flying
And I would cry 1000 more
If that's what it takes
To sail you home
Sail you home
Sail you home

I'm aware what the rules are
But you know that I will run
You know that I will follow you
Over silbury hill
Through the solar field
You know that I will follow you

And if I find you
Will you still remeber
Playing at trains
Or does this litte blue ball
Just fade away
Over silbury hill
Through the solar field
You know that I will follow you
I'm aware what the rules are
But you know that I will run
You know that I will follow you

These tears I've cried
I've cried 1000 oceans
And if it seems
I'm floating in the darkness
Well I can't believe that I would keep
Keep you from flying
So I will cry 1000 more
If that's what it takes
To sail you home
Sail you home
Sail you home
Sail
Sail you home

Written by Tori Amos

Just another day in paradise

  • Postado por Ran

She calls out to the man on the street
'Sir, can you help me?
It's cold and I've nowhere to sleep,
Is there somewhere you can tell me?'

He walks on, doesn't look back
He pretends he can't hear her
Starts to whistle as he crosses the street
Seems embarrassed to be there

Oh think twice, it's another day for you and me in paradise
Oh think twice, 'cause it's just another day for you,
You and me in paradise, think about it

She calls out to the man on the street
He can see she's been crying
She's got blisters on the soles of her feet
She can't walk but she's trying

Oh think twice, 'cause it's another day for you and me in paradise
Oh think twice, it's just another day for you,
You and me in paradise, think about it

Oh Lord, is there nothing more anybody can do
Oh Lord, there must be something you can say

You can tell from the lines on her face
You can see that she's been there
Probably been moved on from every place
Cause she didn't fit in there

Oh think twice, 'cause another day for you and me in paradise
Oh think twice, it's just another day for you,
You and me in paradise, just think about it, think about it

It's just another day for you and me in paradise
It's just another day for you and me in paradise, paradise
It's just another day for you and me in paradise
It's just another day for you and me in paradise, paradise
It's just another day for you and me
It's just another day for you and me
It's just another day for you and me in paradise
In paradise

Written by Phillip David Charles Collins, Willie Norwood