Nasci lá na Bahia. De Mucama com feitor. Meu pai dormia em cama. Minha mãe no pisador. . Meu pai só dizia assim, venha. Minha mãe dizia sim, sem falar.
Manchmal wenn Sie schlft, wage ich nicht zu mden, denn im Tod ist. Zeit genug um auszuruhen.. Meine Blicke fallen auf Sie und meine Gedanken beginnen neue Pfade.
Yo, feelin' easy like it's Sunday mornin', steak an' eggs. Hey, livin' off some big rims, lookin' like some blades. Play her like a pimp typa nigga, ain't me.
How do you find the world?. Better now than before. Why would you feel this way?. This is what youve asked for. . Nobodys told you to be this way. Crying silent tears inside.
Forgive me father for they have sinned, Why are they crying?. Promising all of the fortune theyd bring, All of them lying.. Some with power, some are wealthy and old, None of them will know..
Easy come, easy go, anything but easy though. You were here, now youre gone, thats the only thing I know. And its just one more sorrow to throw upon the heap.
(Suzy Elkins - Robert Field). . There's a morning train. Headed for New Orleans. Carrying bussiness men and week day shoppers. I have sixteen bucks and a dollar in change.
As the morning light stretched in across my bed, I thought of you. Remembering your laughing eyes and all we said, I love you too. As all my thoughts of you pass 'fore my face a thousand times.
Nancy Wilson, If I Had My Way. . I should have listened more and listened well. I should have been your shelter in the rain. I should have touched you more.
Oh, I wish that you would call. We have not spoken since last fall. And that smoky conversation's. Coming home. . Do I just read between your lines?. Yeah, could be this winter wine.
In the rush of the river and the roar of the crowd. You can't hear the silence calling. When it's merely a whisper of a cloud. In a crazy storm that pulls you on.
Are you sleeping now? It's midnight in Missoula. Where the Black Hills know your name. Is the snow piled high around your window frame?. Is there enough frost left to write our names upon the pane?.
There's a light out on the freeway says, "It's time to go". I'm wasting my time counting stains on a barroom floor. Thinking 'bout my hometown and the friends I'll leave behind.
I will find somebody new. Maybe tomorrow. I will stop this missing you. Maybe tomorrow. Times the healer times the key. So all the wise folks say. Oh, maybe tomorrow.
My daddy was a longshoreman in New Orleans. My mamma kept score just watchin' the Mardi Gras. Oh me, I sat on the front porch watchin' the rails roll out.
Sun will stop shinin' and hearts will stop poundin'. The screen is so lonely tonight. The men are out prayin' and the women are sayin'. She died for the loss of her prime and lived on DiMaggio time.
You ask me something all the time. Presuming I should know a lot. About this life. About you and me. My brains explode every time. I am thinking of you.
There will never come a day. You will never hear me say. That I want,. Or need to be without you. I wanna give my all. Baby just hold me. Simply control me.
DA,DA,DA,DA THIS IS FOR MY PEEPS. STRAIGHT OUT TO THE FAMILY, YEAH. . CHORUS:. ARE YOU DOWN FOR THE HOODSARE YOU DOIN' ALL YOU SHOULDARE YOU DOWN WITH THE FAMILY.