'Sup baby?. Oh, holy shit. . Does over mean it's over. Until we run into each other again?. On and off, hot and cold, back and forth. According to the mood we're in.
When you were young and on your own. How did it feel to be alone?. I was always thinking of games that I was playing. Trying to make the best of my time.
First the good news. It's gonna' feel very nice. Then the bad news. You gotta' pay a heavy price. . Rip tide, we slide, we ride. On a deep forbidden sea.
I'm looking for a way. To calm these voices in my head. With all this mad confusion. I don't wanna leave this bed. . I'm on the run. I'm on the run again.
There's a grey transparence in this city,. when it's slightly misty. And no one can run,. 'cause they spent all of. their money on alcohol n junk.. Like you did, little man sat in the corner,.
oh my goodness (ohhh). shes got a sexy walk. shes got a sexy talk(UH). make a playa wanna change his ways. hot like fire doin' that thang. . oh my goodness (ohhh).
(Milton Nascimento/Chico Buarque). Debulhar o trigo. Recolher cada bago do trigo. Forjar no trigo o milagre do po. E se fartar de po. Decepar a cana. Recolher a garapa da cana.
Well I know you'd like to save me. But we're out of time.. I tried to write you a letter baby. But I'm out of lines.. You thought you could make me better,.
Giving up, eating shit. Dropping out your whole life. Your old ideals, caving in. . But you don't know that you still serve a purpose. As an ugly example to all mankind.
I miss him. That man I almost met. How can it be. That we shared a secret. . In one brief moment. Our eyes were windows. And in those moments. I hope for him again.
Dia de luz, festa de sol. E o barquinho a deslizar. No macio azul do mar. . Tudo é verão, o amor se faz. No barquinho pelo mar. Que desliza sem parar.
No more wine for me, no more dimes of weed. 'Cuz I'm tryin' to see, if my mind can reach. The level of the game that we die to see. I'm talkin' bout naturally where ya mind is free.
Aight, pack my bags head to the north. forty acres in the mew give me two in the porsche,. through this course a chapter in life with many type o's. I'm fourteen rolling blunts with my eyes closed.
Mirando al cielo buscando. a un amigo pasado. que se march sin aviso. se lo llev el destino.. Que cortas eran las horas. cuando l estaba a mi lado. y ahora se hacen eternas.
Don't wanna be standing here. With this ticket for this outbound plane. Oh, I've been here before. Somehow this doesn't feel the same. Talk is cheap. So we could talk all night long.
We don't live on easy street. But it's home. Looking out on the open road. Where you'll go it alone. . To the last of our simple days. We'll wave goodbye.
We walk along the Hudson when it snows here in Manhattan. We've lived our lives so out of place. You touch my cheek and I do wonder how this happened.
You honk the horn on your Mercedes Benz. I've rolled up my window so you're honkin' again. Your stereo could drive the devil out. Hey, you drink too much and you talk too loud.
I found your letter in my mailbox today. You were just checkin' if I was okay. And if I still miss you. Well you know what they say. . [Chorus:]. Just once in a very blue moon.
On Grafton Street at Christmas time. The elbows push you 'round. This is not my place of memories. I'm a stranger in this town. . And the faces seem familiar.