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The Beatles - A Day In The Life

A PANACÉIA ESSENCIAL 10: A PAPISA JOANA

American Pie - Don McLean (tradução)

Mr. Tambourine Man (Live at the Newport Folk Festival. 1964)

Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me,

I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to.

Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me,

In the jingle jangle morning I'll come followin' you.

Though I know that evenin's empire has returned into sand,

Vanished from my hand,

Left me blindly here to stand but still not sleeping.

My weariness amazes me, I'm branded on my feet,

I have no one to meet

And the ancient empty street's too dead for dreaming.

Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me,

I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to.

Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me,

In the jingle jangle morning I'll come followin' you.

Take me on a trip upon your magic swirlin' ship,

My senses have been stripped, my hands can't feel to grip,

My toes too numb to step, wait only for my boot heels

To be wanderin'.

I'm ready to go anywhere, I'm ready for to fade

Into my own parade, cast your dancing spell my way,

I promise to go under it.

Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me,

I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to.

Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me,

In the jingle jangle morning I'll come followin' you.

Though you might hear laughin', spinnin',

swingin' madly across the sun,

It's not aimed at anyone, it's just escapin' on the run

And but for the sky there are no fences facin'.

And if you hear vague traces of skippin' reels of rhyme

To your tambourine in time, it's just a ragged clown behind,

I wouldn't pay it any mind, it's just a shadow you're

Seein' that he's chasing.

Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me,

I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to.

Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me,

In the jingle jangle morning I'll come followin' you.

Then take me disappearin' through the smoke rings of my mind,

Down the foggy ruins of time, far past the frozen leaves,

The haunted, frightened trees, out to the windy beach,

Far from the twisted reach of crazy sorrow.

Yes, to dance beneath the diamond sky

with one hand waving free,

Silhouetted by the sea, circled by the circus sands,

With all memory and fate driven deep beneath the waves,

Let me forget about today until tomorrow.

Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me,

I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to.

Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me,

In the jingle jangle morning I'll come followin' you.

With A Little Help Of My Friends with Joe Cocker

What would you do if I sang out of tune?

Would you stand up and walk out on me?

Lend me your ears and I'll sing you a song

I will try not to sing out of key

Oh, baby I get by (Ah, with a little help from my friends)

All I need is my buddies (Ah, with a little help from my friends)

I say I'm gonna get high (Ah, with a little help from my friends)

Oh yeah (Ooh)

What do I do when my love is away?

(Does it worry you to be alone?)

No no

How do I feel at the end of the day?

(Are you sad because you're on your own?)

I tell ya I don't get sad no more

Gonna get by with my friends (Ah, with a little help from my friends)

Yeah yeah, I'm gonna try (Ah, with a little help from my friends)

Keep on getting high, oh Lord (Ooh)

I need somebody to love

(Could it be anybody?)

All I need is someone

That's just where I'm going, yeah

Somebody knows that's where I'm showing

Baby

Said I'm gonna make it with my friends (Ah, with a little help from my friends)

Oh, I'm gonna keep on trying (Ah, with a little help from my friends)

I'm gonna keep on trying (Ooh)

I'm certain it happens all the time, yeah

(What do you see when you turn out the light?)

I can't tell you but it sure feels like mine

Don't you know I'm gonna make it with my friends? (Ah, with a little help from my friends)

I promised myself I'd get by (Ah, with a little help from my friends)

Said I'm gonna try and not work too hard (Ooh)

Well I, yeah yeah yeah

(Could it be anybody?)

Oh there's gotta be somebody

Don't treat me wrong Lord

Oh yeah yeah

Said I'm gonna get by with my friends, yeah (Ah, with a little help from my friends)

Oh, yes I'm gonna keep trying, now (Ah, with a little help from my friends)

Keep on trying with my friends (Ah, with a little help from my friends)

Oh, I'm never gonna stop there, oh (Ah, with a little help from my friends)

I'm gonna keep on trying, yeah yeah (Ah, with a little help from my friends)

I'm getting high, I'm gonna make time, oh Lord (Ooh)

Gonna get by with my friends

Oh, I'm gonna get on by, yes I'm gonna get on by, my Lord

I'm gonna tell them all about it, I'm gonna tell them all, yeah yeah

Carpe Diem

Singing In The Rain - Singing In The Rain (Gene Kelly) [HD Widescreen]

Marillion - Warm Wet Circles 1987

Suzi Quatro - Can The Can (1973)

Led Zeppelin - Stairway To Heaven Live (HD)

David Bowie Starman (1972) official video

Leo Rojas - El Condor Pasa

Belly - Sweet Ride

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Zillion

Uma das melhores canções tema de anime!

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Clannad Bono - In A Lifetime 1985

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Haiti - Caetano Veloso e Gilberto Gil

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Quando você for convidado pra subir no adro
Da fundação casa de Jorge Amado
Pra ver do alto a fila de soldados, quase todos pretos
Dando porrada na nuca de malandros pretos
De ladrões mulatos e outros quase brancos
Tratados como pretos
Só pra mostrar aos outros quase pretos
(E são quase todos pretos)
E aos quase brancos pobres como pretos
Como é que pretos, pobres e mulatos
E quase brancos quase pretos de tão pobres são tratados
E não importa se os olhos do mundo inteiro
Possam estar por um momento voltados para o largo
Onde os escravos eram castigados
E hoje um batuque um batuque
Com a pureza de meninos uniformizados de escola secundária
Em dia de parada
E a grandeza épica de um povo em formação
Nos atrai, nos deslumbra e estimula
Não importa nada:
Nem o traço do sobrado
Nem a lente do fantástico,
Nem o disco de Paul Simon
Ninguém, ninguém é cidadão
Se você for a festa do pelô, e se você não for
Pense no Haiti, reze pelo Haiti
O Haiti é aqui
O Haiti não é aqui
E na TV se você vir um deputado em pânico mal dissimulado
Diante de qualquer, mas qualquer mesmo, qualquer, qualquer
Plano de educação que pareça fácil
Que pareça fácil e rápido
E vá representar uma ameaça de democratização
Do ensino do primeiro grau
E se esse mesmo deputado defender a adoção da pena capital
E o venerável cardeal disser que vê tanto espírito no feto
E nenhum no marginal
E se, ao furar o sinal, o velho sinal vermelho habitual
Notar um homem mijando na esquina da rua sobre um saco
Brilhante de lixo do Leblon
E quando ouvir o silêncio sorridente de São Paulo
Diante da chacina
111 presos indefesos, mas presos são quase todos pretos
Ou quase pretos, ou quase brancos quase pretos de tão pobres
E pobres são como podres e todos sabem como se tratam os pretos
E quando você for dar uma volta no Caribe
E quando for trepar sem camisinha
E apresentar sua participação inteligente no bloqueio a Cuba
Pense no Haiti, reze pelo Haiti
O Haiti é aqui
O Haiti não é aqui..