to the girl that cries for no reason (last warning)
embrace me, i'm your long lost, don't waste me, 'cause i wont last long (and i wont comeback)
i'm your here i am.
2 comentários:
Anónimo
disse...
Que bonito...queres ver o que é bom?
Eh pá! Grande bronca há dias aconteceu Lá no baile dos bombeiros o quartel quase ardeu Era um calor do cacete No quartel tudo fugia Toca a pegar nas mangueiras Mas o fogo não se via
Era uma mini saia que tinha falta de amores E entre a multidão ia espalhando os calores Matava desejos a roçar na multidão O calor ia crescendo Quase havia uma explosão
Bombeiros, mangueiras Pra quê um batalhão O fogo da menina apaga-se bem à mão
Bombeiros, mangueiras Tanta coisa pra quem O fogo da menina qualquer um apaga bem
First my fate was to be lied to, 'Cause I liked it, and I lied too. Then my fate was on it's Round Two. Out of two rounds, it stopped-- said, "Here I am. Here I am."
Come embrace me, I'm your long lost. I'm your comeback, I'm your: "Here I am." Don't waste me, 'cause I won't last long, and I won't come back, I'm your: "Here I am." I'm your, "Here I am."
Slowly it comes around again. Second time, still it's not sure. First time I lied, said, "I'm not ready yet," and it slammed the door. After suffering all the scabs of falling off, I can lie no more. Now one last try-- and it's so close by.
In the star light, in the street light, in the headlight, in the house light, in the half-light, in the no light, even then, it's so bright. You can't help but hear, "Here I am."
Embrace me, I'm your long lost, I'm your comeback, I'm your: "Here I am." Don't waste me, 'cause I won't last long, and I won't come back, I won't come back, I'm your: "Here I am." I'm your, "Here I am."
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Que bonito...queres ver o que é bom?
Eh pá!
Grande bronca há dias aconteceu
Lá no baile dos bombeiros
o quartel quase ardeu
Era um calor do cacete
No quartel tudo fugia
Toca a pegar nas mangueiras
Mas o fogo não se via
Era uma mini saia que tinha falta de amores
E entre a multidão ia espalhando os calores
Matava desejos a roçar na multidão
O calor ia crescendo
Quase havia uma explosão
Bombeiros, mangueiras
Pra quê um batalhão
O fogo da menina apaga-se bem à mão
Bombeiros, mangueiras
Tanta coisa pra quem
O fogo da menina qualquer um apaga bem
Eh pá!
Só pra ti, Nel!
Agora o teu pedido:
First my fate was to be lied to,
'Cause I liked it, and I lied too.
Then my fate was on it's Round Two.
Out of two rounds, it stopped--
said, "Here I am. Here I am."
Come embrace me, I'm your long lost.
I'm your comeback,
I'm your: "Here I am."
Don't waste me, 'cause I won't last long,
and I won't come back,
I'm your: "Here I am."
I'm your, "Here I am."
Slowly it comes around again.
Second time, still it's not sure.
First time I lied, said,
"I'm not ready yet,"
and it slammed the door.
After suffering all the scabs of falling off,
I can lie no more.
Now one last try--
and it's so close by.
In the star light,
in the street light,
in the headlight,
in the house light,
in the half-light,
in the no light,
even then, it's so bright.
You can't help but hear, "Here I am."
Embrace me, I'm your long lost,
I'm your comeback,
I'm your: "Here I am."
Don't waste me, 'cause I won't last long,
and I won't come back,
I won't come back,
I'm your: "Here I am."
I'm your, "Here I am."
You owe me big big time, Mr. Biatche.
Ass: Lance
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