Alice e Lucas
" O verdadeiro amor não abandona."
terça-feira, 8 de outubro de 2013
Essa é A música
Ela foi escrita por John Lennon para o seu filho Sean, quando ele era um bebê. E o pai do Lucas cantava pra ele.
"Feche os olhos,
Não tenha medo,
O monstro foi embora,
Fugiu e o papai está aqui
Lindo, lindo, lindo,
Menino lindo
Lindo, lindo, lindo,
Menino lindo
Antes de dormir
Reze um pouquinho
Todos os dias, tudo vai muito bem,
Cada vez melhor
Lindo, lindo, lindo,
Menino lindo
Lindo, lindo, lindo,
Menino lindo
Pelo oceano navegando
Mal posso esperar
Para ver você crescer
Mas acho que precisamos ser pacientes
Porque ainda temos um longo caminho à frente
Muito o que remar
O caminho é longo
Mas por enquanto
Para atravessar a rua
Segure minha mão
A vida é assim, acontece
Enquanto você faz planos
Lindo, lindo, lindo,
Menino lindo
Lindo, lindo, lindo,
Menino lindo
Antes de dormir
Reze um pouquinho
Tudo vai bem,
Cada vez melhor
Lindo, lindo, lindo,
Menino lindo
Querido, querido, querido,
Querido Sean"
Aqui pra quem quiser ouvir, ou ler ela de novo: http://letras.mus.br/john-lennon/22582/traducao.html
quinta-feira, 3 de outubro de 2013
Música
WORK BITCH - BRITNEY SPEARS
You wanna
You wanna
You want a hot body?
You want a Bugatti?
You want a Maserati?
You better work bitch
You want a Lamborghini?
Sip martinis?
Look hot in a bikini?
You better work bitch
You wanna live fancy?
Live in a big mansion?
You better work bitch
You better work bitch
You better work bitch
You better work bitch
Now get to work bitch!
Ah, ah, now get to work bitch
Ah, ah
Bring it on
Rring the alarm
Don't stop now
Just be the champion
Work it hard
Like it's your profession
Watch out now
Cause here it comes
Here comes the smasher
Here comes the master
Here comes the big beat
Big beat to blast ya
No time to quit now
Here comes the master
Pick up what I'm puttin' down
Pick up what I'm puttin' down
You want a hot body?
You want a Bugatti?
You want a Maserati?
You better work bitch
You want a Lamborghini?
Sip martinis?
Look hot in a bikini?
You better work bitch
You wanna live fancy?
Live in a big mansion?
Party in France?
You better work bitch
You better work bitch
You better work bitch
You better work bitch
Now get to work bitch
Ah, ah, now get to work bitch
Ah, ah
Break it up
Break it down
See me comin'
You can hear my sound
Tell somebody in your town
Spread the word
Spread the word
Go call the police
Go call the governor
I bring the trouble
Don't mean the trouble ya
I make the bubble up
Call me the bubbler
I am the bad bitch
The bitch that you lovin' up
Hold your head high, fingers to the sky
They gon' try and try ya'
But they can't deny ya'
Keep it moving higher, and higher
Keep it moving higher, and higher
So hold your head high, fingers to the sky
Now they don't believe ya', but they gonna need ya'
Keep it moving higher, and higher
Keep it moving higher, and higher, and higher
Work, work, work, work
Work, work, work, work
Work, work, work, work
Work, work, work, work
Work it out, work it out, work it out, work it out
Work it out, work it out, work it out, work it out
Work it out, work it out, work it out, work it out
Work it out, work it out, work it out, work it out
Work it out
You better work bitch
You better work bitch
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