terça-feira, 25 de outubro de 2016

Closer



Closer
Writers: Andrew Taggart/ Shaun Frank/ Frederic Kennett/ Isaac Slade/ Joe King

Hey
I was doing just fine before I met you
I drink too much and that's an issue
But I'm OK
Hey, you tell your friends it was nice to meet them
But I hope I never see them again

I know it breaks your heart
Moved to the city in a broke down car
And four years, no calls
Now you're looking pretty in a hotel bar
And I, I, I, I, I can't stop
No, I, I, I, I, I can't stop

So baby pull me closer
In the back seat of your Rover
That I know you can't afford
Bite that tattoo on your shoulder
Pull the sheets right off the corner
Of that mattress that you stole
From your roommate back in Boulder
We ain't ever getting older

We ain't ever getting older
We ain't ever getting older

You look as good as the day I met you
I forget just why I left you
I was insane
Stay and play that Blink-182 song
That we beat to death in Tucson
OK

I know it breaks your heart
Moved to the city in a broke down car
And four years no call
Now I'm looking pretty in a hotel bar
And I, I, I, I, I can't stop
No, I, I, I, I, I can't stop

So baby pull me closer
In the back seat of your Rover
That I know you can't afford
Bite that tattoo on your shoulder
Pull the sheets right off the corner
Of that mattress that you stole
From your roommate back in Boulder
We ain't ever getting older

We ain't ever getting older
We ain't ever getting older

So baby pull me closer
In the back seat of your Rover
That I know you can't afford
Bite that tattoo on your shoulder
Pull the sheets right off the corner
Of that mattress that you stole
From your roommate back in Boulder
We ain't ever getting older

We ain't ever getting older
No, we ain't ever getting older
We ain't ever getting older
No, we ain't ever getting older
We ain't ever getting older
We ain't ever getting older
We ain't ever getting older
No, we ain't ever getting older

We ain't ever getting older
No, we ain't ever getting older

sábado, 22 de outubro de 2016

Miracle



Miracle
Writers: Jono Grant/ Tony McGuinness/ Paavo Siljamäki/ Justine Suissa

Don’t they know that there’s something going on?
What they’re harming with their indecision?
And who will be left standing when I’m gone?
There’ll be nothing left but a vision

And it’s too easy to turn a blind eye to the light
It’s too easy to bow your head and pray
But there are sometimes
When you should try to find your voice
And this is one voice that you must find today

Are you hoping for a miracle
As the ice caps melt away?
No use hoping for a miracle
There’s a price we’ll have to pay

Don’t they know that there’s something they can do
To be sure of tomorrow’s tomorrow?
And too late is too late for me and you
No more time left for you to borrow

And it’s too easy to turn a blind eye to the light
It’s too easy to bow your head and pray
But there are sometimes
When you should try to find your voice
And this is one voice that you must find today

Are you hoping for a miracle
Am I still there in your plans?
No use hoping for a miracle
I am balanced in your hands

And it’s too easy to turn a blind eye to the light
It’s too easy to bow your head and pray
But there are sometimes
When you should try to find your voice
And this is one voice that you must find today

Are you hoping for a miracle
As the ice caps melt away?
No use hoping for a miracle
There’s a price we’ll have to pay

Are you hoping for a miracle
Am I still there in your plans?
No use hoping for a miracle
I am balanced in your hands

sexta-feira, 14 de outubro de 2016

Chuva No Mar



Chuva No Mar
Composição: Arnaldo Antunes/ Marisa Monte

Coisas transformam-se em mim
É como chuva no mar
Se desmancha assim em
Ondas a me atravessar
Um corpo sopro no ar

Com um nome pra chamar
É só alguém batizar
Nome pra chamar de
Nuvem, vidraça, varal
Asa, desejo, quintal
O horizonte lá longe
Tudo o que o olho alcançar

E o que ninguém escutar
Te invade sem parar
Te transforma sem ninguém notar
Frases, vozes, cores
Ondas, frequências, sinais
O mundo é grande demais.

Coisas transformam-se em mim
Por todo o mundo é assim.

Coisas transformam-se em mim
É como chuva no mar
Se desmancha assim em
Ondas a me atravessar
Um corpo sopro no ar

Com um nome pra chamar
É só alguém batizar
Nome pra chamar de
Nuvem, vidraça, varal
Asa, desejo, quintal
O horizonte lá longe
Tudo o que o olho alcançar

E o que ninguém escutar
Te invade sem parar
Te transforma sem ninguém notar
Frases, vozes, cores
Ondas, frequências, sinais
O mundo é grande demais.

Coisas transformam-se em mim
Por todo o mundo é assim
Isso nunca vai ter fim

quinta-feira, 13 de outubro de 2016

Era Pra Ser



Era Pra Ser
Composição: Adriana Calcanhotto

Era pra ser canção de amor
Era o amor em versos
Era pra ser sobre você e eu e o meu deserto
Era pra ser para você, sempre você, pra sempre
Era pra poder ficar eternamente no presente

O amor soprou de outro lugar
Pra derrubar o que houvesse pela frente
Tenho que te falar
Essa canção não fala mais da gente

Era pra ser canção de amor
Era o amor em versos
Era pra ser sobre você e eu e o meu deserto
Era pra ser para você, sempre você, pra sempre
Era pra poder ficar eternamente no presente

O amor soprou de outro lugar
Pra derrubar o que houvesse pela frente
Tenho que te falar
Essa canção não fala mais da gente

O amor soprou de outro lugar
Pra derrubar o que houvesse pela frente
Tenho que te falar
Essa canção não fala mais da gente