Luka - Brisa viva
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O som perdida pelo mar
esse prefume faz lembrar
a sensacao de ter o que nao tenho
silencio subito no ar
odor perdido no luar
oico chamar eu tento mas nao venho
ha uma brisa guardada
sem defenida viagem
so pra mim
pra mim e para ti
vem traz a tua bagagem
tem confianca e curagem
vem sentir
a brisa viva em mim
frio na alma so pencar
quero sentir no singular
o paraiso longo e infinito
abri o livro e fiei
um novo amigo doce mel
mas na verdade nao sei se e fingido
ha uma brisa guardada
sem defenida viagem
so pra mim
pra mim e para ti
vem traz a tua bagagem
tem confianca e curagem
vem sentir
a brisa viva em mim
o som perdido pelo mar
esse perfume faz lembrar
a sensacao de ter o que nao tenho
silencio subito no ar
odor perdido no luar
oico chamar eu tento mas nao venho
ha uma brisa guardada
sem defenida viagem
so pra mim
pra mim e para ti
vem traz a tua bagagem
tem confianca e curagem
vem sentir
a brisa viva em mim
Inne utwory
To nem ai (eng) Te amare Dificil pra voce Memorias de uma boneca de cristal To nem ai Opio Porta aberta Nao sei de mais nada Baranguinha Nada leve Retrato de um bicho-solto Ao vento Losowe utwory
We only knew each other by letter
I went to meet her off the train
When the smoke had cleared and the dust was still
She was standing there and speaking my name
I guarantee she looked like an angel
I couldn t think of...
I grew up where i could see the stars
Drinkin sweet tea from a mason jar
Dogwood trees like leaves through the pine
People on the porch watchin fireflies
And drivin ‘round the wal-mart on a friday night
I’m just a small town girl
And that’s all i’ll ever be
I’m just a small town girl
Hey, that’s...
My Aunt Dot left a glock, there s some blood on the sheets
Told me to clean the shit up, then she hit the streets
Even though I m her neice, she copped me a piece
Wack-ass caliber, nickel-plated with the Salender, what?
She don t...
Here, certified unsound I feel like you
There s someone I ve found, so far he s true
Out of me there s a voice which keeps calling
I m hiding alone, crazy I know, and I am
Tied to your strings and twisted
Your Mother!
You fuckin faggot
There once was a man who liked to jump around
But he got too old to jump up and down
So he put down the mic and picked the guitar up
Started singin the blues like there was no...