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domingo, 6 de janeiro de 2013

Yellow


Yellow

Look at the stars,
Look how they shine for you,
And everything you do,
Yeah, they were all yellow

I came along,
I wrote a song for you,
And all the things you do,
And it was called Yellow

So then I took my turn,
Oh what a thing to've done,
And it was all Yellow

Your skin
Oh yeah, your skin and bones,
Turn into something beautiful,
Do you know?
You know I love you so,
You know I love you so

I swam across,
I jumped across for you,
Oh what a thing to do
'Cos you were all yellow,

I drew a line,
I drew a line for you,
Oh what a thing to do,
And it was all yellow

And your skin,
Oh yeah your skin and bones,
Turn into something beautiful,
Do you know?
For you I'd bleed myself dry,
For you I'd bleed myself dry

It's true, look how they shine for you,
Look how they shine for you,
Look how they shine for...

Look how they shine for you,
Look how they shine for you,
Look how they shine...

Look at the stars,
Look how they shine for you,
And all the things that you do.

(Coldplay)

sábado, 6 de agosto de 2011

Viva La Vida (Coldplay)

Essa música foi tema da minha viagem à DISNEY em 2009.
Estou com uma puta saudades de lá, "where dreams come true."
Futuramente farei uma postagem só sobre os parques, as aventuras e tudo o mais. Agora, contentem-se com a letra da música e a imagem do Castelo da Cinderela (todo iluminado), um pouquinho antes da parada da noite no parque "Magic Kingdom".

I used to rule the world
Seas would rise when I gave the word
Now in the morning I sleep alone
Sweep the streets I used to own

I used to roll the dice
Feel the fear in my enemy's eyes
Listened as the crowd would sing
Now the old king is dead long live the king
One minute I held the key
Next the walls were closed on me
And I discovered that my castles stand
Upon pillars of salt and pillars of sand

I hear Jerusalem bells are ringing
Roman cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror, my sword and shield
My Missionaries in a foreign field
For some reason I can't explain
Once you'd gone there was never
Never an honest word
And that was when I ruled the world

It was a wicked and wild wind
Blew down the doors to let me in
Shattered windows and the sound of drums
People couldn't believe what I'd become
Revolutionaries wait
For my head on a silver plate
Just a puppet on a lonely string
Oh who would ever want to be king?

I hear Jerusalem bells are ringing
Roman cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror, my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field
For some reason I can't explain
I know St Peter won't call my name
Never an honest word
But that was when I ruled the world

Hear Jerusalem bells are ringing
Roman cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror, my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field
For some reason I can't explain
I know St Peter won't call my name
Never an honest word
But that was when I ruled the world
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