So, so you think you can tell
Heaven from Hell,
Blue skies from pain
Can you tell a green field
From a cold steel rail?
A smile from a veil?
Do you think you can tell?
And did they get you to trade
Your heroes for ghosts?
Hot ashes for trees?
Hot air for a cool breeze?
Cold confort for change?
And did you exchange
A walk on part in the war
For a lead role in a cage?
How I wish, how I wish you were here
We're just two lost souls
Swimming in a fish bowl,
Year after year,
Running over the same old ground.
What have we found?
The same old fears
Wish you were here
João Viegas
| Além do Horizonte | ||
| Roberto e Erasmo Carlos | ||
| Além do horizonte deve ter Algum lugar bonito Pra viver em paz Onde eu possa encontrar a natureza A alegria e felicidade com certeza Lá nesse lugar o amanhecer é lindo Coom flores festejando mais um dia Que vem vindo Onde a gente pode se deitar no campo Se amar na relva escutando o canto dos pássaros Aproveitar a tarde sem pensar na vida Andar despreocupado sem saber a hora de voltar Bronzear o corpo todo sem censura Gozar a liberdade de uma vida sem frescura Se você não vem comigo Tudo isso vai ficar No horizonte esperando por nós dois Se você não vem comigo Nada disso tem valor De que vale o paraíso sem amor Além do horizonte existe um lugar Bonito e tranqüilo pra gente se amar | ||

Everybody Hurts
REM
When the day is long and the night, the night is yours alone,
When you're sure you've had enough of this life, well hang on.
Don't let yourself go, everybody cries and everybody hurts sometimes.
Sometimes everything is wrong. Now it's time to sing along.
When your day is night alone, (hold on, hold on)
if you feel like letting go, (hold on)
when you think you've had too much of this life, well hang on.
Everybody hurts. Take comfort in your friends.
Everybody hurts. Don't throw your hand. Oh, no. Don't throw your hand.
If you feel like you're alone, no, no, no, you are not alone
If you're on your own in this life, the days and nights are long,
when you think you've had too much of this life to hang on.
Well, everybody hurts sometimes,
everybody cries. And everybody hurts sometimes.
And everybody hurts sometimes. So, hold on, hold on.
Hold on, hold on. Hold on, hold on. Hold on, hold on. (repeat & fade)
(Everybody hurts. You are not alone.)
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