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(Astrud Gliberto)
Escravos de Jo, jogavam caxanga Tira, bota, deixa o Zambele ficar... Guerreiros com guerreiros fazem zigue zigue za Guerreiros com guerreiros fazem zigue zigue za. (Repeat numerous times, with lots of instrumental interludes) |
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(Astrud Gilberto & Eumir Deodato)
Come to me Talk to me Make love to me Kiss my lips to silence me if I talk if I knew it's a dream I can tell My eyes so close close to yours my lips so wet wet on yours Pressed on yours so close don't loose I will stoop in remember until the end of time I wish I could delay the time Everytime you are near Hope you will understand How nice it was even though the hour's late will you wait for my return to you I will stoop in remember until the end of time I wish I could delay the time Everytime all the time Hope you will understand How nice it was even though the hour's late will you wait for my return to you |
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Sunday was a fun day
I spent with you in a clover field under sky so blue just us two and the lovely sweetness that filled the air came from a daffodil in my hair you placed there I can feel you but in reality you're the theme in each dream I dream I just make believe I'm touching you I just make believe I'm touching you Wanting you so though you don't even know I'm making time touching you only in my mind Searching everywhere, seeing you I only stare, words won't even come my way So I start each new day just like yesterday I just make believe I'm touching you I just make believe I'm touching you I never will be free from this illusive dream until you come to me so I close my eyes and pretend that you're holding my tight I just make believe I'm touching you I just make believe I'm touching you I just make believe I'm touching you I must make believe I'm touching you |
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Gingele ye le
Gingele ye la If you give me gingele I would give you gingele If you give me gingela I would give you gingela |
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Mixed Monologue:
Take it easy my brother Charlie There's always another day There's always an easy way There's plenty time of tomorrow Things will come your way Take it easy my brother Charlie Take it easy meu irmao de cor Take it easy my brother Charlie Take it easy meu irmao de cor Pois a rosa e uma flor A rosa e uma cor A rosa e um nome de mulher Rosa e a flor da simpatia E a flor escolhida no dia Do primeiro encontro do nosso dia Com a vida querida Com a vida mais garrida Take it easy Charlie Take it easy my brother Charlie Take it easy meu irmao de cor Take it easy my brother Charlie Take it easy meu irmao de cor Depois que o primeiro homem Maravilhosamente pisou na lua Eu me senti com direitos, com principios E dignidade De me libertar Por isso, sem preconceitos eu canto Eu canto a fantasia Eu canto o amor, eu canto a alegria Eu canto a fe, eu canto a paz Eu canto a sugestao Eu canto na madrugada Take it easy my brother Charles Pois eu canto ate pra minha amada Esperada, desejada, adorada Take it easy my brother Charlie Take it easy meu irmao de cor Charlie, take it easy my boy Take it easy my friend Olha como o ceu e azul Olha como e verde o mar Olha que sol bonito, Charlie Take it easy my boy Take it easy my friend Tenha calma meu amigo |
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Chegou o general da banda, he he
Chegou o general da banda, he a, he a Chegou o general da banda, he he Chegou o general da banda, he a, he a Mourao mourao Vara madura que nao cai Mourao, mourao, mourao Catuca por baixo que ele vai Mourao mourao Vara madura que nao cai Mourao, mourao, mourao Catuca pro baixo que ele vai Chogou o general da banda, he he chegou o general da banda, he a General, general Chegou o general da banda, he he Chegou o general da banda, he a General, general Mourao, mourao Vara madura que nao cai Mourao, muorao Catuca por baixo que ele vai Mourao, mourao Vara madura que nao cai Mourao, mourao, mourao Catuca bor baixo que ele vai Chegou o general da banda, he ha Deixa amanhecer Chegou o general da banda, he he a General general |
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I have crossed a thousand bridges
In my search for something real There were great suspension bridges Made like spiderwebs of steel There were tiny wooden trestles And there were bridges made of stone I have always been a stranger And I've always been alone There's a bridge to tomorrow There's a bridge from the past There's a bridge made of sorrow That I pray will not last There's a bridge made of colors In the sky high above And I think that there must be Bridges made out of love I can see him in the distance On the river's other shore And his hands reach out in longing As my own has done before And I call across to tell him Where I believe the bridge must lie And I'll find it Yes, I'll find it If I search until I die There's a bridge to tomorrow There's a bridge from the past There's a bridge made of sorrow That I pray will not last There's a bridge made of colors In the sky high above And I am certain that somewhere There's a bridge made out of love |
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