Tempo em Setúbal

segunda-feira, 20 de maio de 2013

Terry Jacks - Seasons In The Sun

Kahkeshan Sard

Goodbye to you my trusted friend 
We've known each other since we were nine or ten 
Together we've climbed hills and trees 
Learned of love and ABC's 
Skinned our hearts and skinned our knees 
Goodbye my friend it's hard to die 
When all the birds are singing in the sky 
Now that spring is in the air 
Pretty girls are everywhere 
Think of me and I'll be there 

We had joy, we had fun 
We had seasons in the sun 
But the hills that we climbed 
Were just seasons out of time 

Goodbye Papa please pray for me 
I was the black sheep of the family 
You tried to teach me right from wrong 
Too much wine and too much song 
Wonder how I got along 
Goodbye Papa it's hard to die 
When all the birds are singing in the sky 
Now that the spring is in the air 
Little children everywhere 
When you see them, I'll be there 

We had joy, we had fun 
We had seasons in the sun 
But the wine and the song 
Like the seasons have all gone 
We had joy, we had fun 
We had seasons in the sun 
But the wine and the song 
Like the seasons have all gone 

Goodbye Michelle my little one 
You gave me love and helped me find the sun 
And every time that I was down 
You would always come around 
And get my feet back on the ground 
Goodbye Michelle it's hard to die 
When all the birds are singing in the sky 
Now that the spring is in the air 
With the flowers everywhere 
I wish that we could both be there

sexta-feira, 10 de maio de 2013

The Mamas & The Papas - Monday Monday




Bah-da bah-da-da-da
Bah-da bah-da-da-da
Bah-da bah-da-da-da

Monday, Monday, so good to me
Monday mornin', it was all I hoped it would be
Oh Monday mornin', Monday mornin' couldn't guarantee
That Monday evenin' you would still be here with me

Monday, Monday, can't trust that day
Monday, Monday, sometimes it just turns out that way
Oh Monday mornin' you gave me no warnin' of what was to be
Oh Monday, Monday, how could you leave and not take me

Every other day, every other day
Every other day of the week is fine, yeah
But whenever Monday comes, but whenever Monday comes
A-you can find me cryin' all of the time

Monday, Monday, so good to me
Monday mornin', it was all I hoped it would be
But Monday mornin', Monday mornin' couldn't guarantee
That Monday evenin' you would still be here with me

Every other day, every other day
Every other day of the week is fine, yeah
But whenever Monday comes, but whenever Monday comes
A-you can find me cryin' all of the time

Monday, Monday, can't trust that day
Monday, Monday, it just turns out that way
Oh Monday, Monday, won't go away
Monday, Monday, it's here to stay
Oh Monday, Monday
Oh Monday, Monday

quarta-feira, 1 de maio de 2013

Ella Fitzgerald & Louis Armstrong - Summertime


Summertime and the livin' is easy
Fish are jumpin' and the cotton is high
Oh your daddy's rich and your ma is good lookin'
So hush little baby, don't you cry
One of these mornings
You're goin' to rise up singing
Then you'll spread your wings
And you'll take the sky
But till that morning
There's a nothin' can harm you
With daddy and mammy standin' by

Ilusionismo Quadrilátero

ILUSIONISMO
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* Victor Nogueira .
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Ele há um tempo p’ra tudo na vida
Cantando hora, minuto, segundo;
Por isso sempre existe uma saída
Enquanto nós estivermos neste mundo.
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Há um tempo para não fenecer
Há mar, sol, luar e aves com astros
Há uma hora p'ra amar ou morrer
E tempo para não se ficar de rastos.
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P'ra isso e' preciso sabedoria
Em busca dum bom momento, oportuno,
Com ar, bom vinho, pão e cantoria,
Sem se confundir a nuvem com Juno.
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1991.08.11 - SETUBAL