Estamos tão longe, tão perto também. E os anjos nos dizem amém. Fiquei trabalhando até tarde. Mas não vou dormir sem dizer. . Que eu juro. Te juro amor eterno.
words and music by Arlo Guthrie. . Sitting down on a country fence post. Sitting down watchin' trucks roll by. Sitting down under the light of day now.
Words and Music Arlo Guthrie. . Every hand in the land. Shakes along with me. It don't seem that I can dream. Like I used to dream. . Maybe that somebody is shaking me.
And I dream in the morning she brings me water. I dream in the evening she brings me wine. Just a poor man's daughter from Puerto Penasco. Evangelina in old Mexico.
words and music by Arlo Guthrie. . And for myself I have no regrets. That time has taken what it soon forgets. A gambler's paradise in short vignettes.
Por que você não sai de trás da nuvem,. Pro mar ficar mais lindo, só falta você. A minh'alma fica mais tranqüila,. A vida harmoniza quando vejo você..
Gonna sit right here and sing myself a tune. That I wrote one afternoon after everyone had gone. And I know that this won't mean a lot to you. You've got better things to do but for me I'll just go on.
words and music by Arlo Guthrie. . I remember when I met you. Underneath the evening sky. Now it seems I could forget you. Rescue me, I'm bound to die.
words and music by Arlo Guthrie. . If all the doors were closed in heaven. Where would all the angels go. Would they just fly around forever. Or would they come down here below.
Lyrics by Woody Guthrie. Music by Martin Hoffman. . The crops are all in and the peaches are rotting. The oranges are piled in their cresote dumps. They're flying you back to the Mexico border.
words and music by Woody Guthrie. . Well, the new sheriff wrote me a letter. Yes, the new sheriff wrote me a letter. Come up and see me, dead or alive.
traditional. . De colores, de colores se visten los campos en la primavera. De colores, de colores son los pajaritos que vienen de afuera. De colores, de colores es el arco iris que vemos lucir.
Days are short and I ain't down. The sun is on the hill. Looking in my suitcase for a friend. . The door was opened wide. You know I lost a little pride.
It's the tenth of January and I still ain't had no sleep. She comes waItzing in the nighttime made of wings. She is dressed up like a bandit with a hundred sparkling rings.
Victim! I will sacrifice you to myself. And you will join my ocean of blood. Down in my underground castle it is. Only your blood that's keeping me warm.
This morning I woke up alone. I spent the day time on my own. Lots of people have come and gone. To hear a cowboy sing an old time song. . Oh babe, I love you so.
I can feel it in my mind. The real evilness is coming. And we are waiting for it. Possess our pure souls. . Those creatures who hate us. Will have their minds drown in the skuggons shadow.
Hey brothers, hear me call. It ain't that I had to fall. Wasn't no one's fault last night. That I looked up and felt the light. . Here's hoping you'll understand, I want to feel like a natural man.
Man I hate the sun.. What do you mean you hate the sun?. It gets all hot on my neck, but the moon rocks. I wish it were just the moon.. Yeah but you gotta have the sun rays to live..