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Sick at heart and lonely
Deep in dark despair
Thinking one thought only
Where is she? Tell me, where?
And if she says to you
She don't love me
Just give her my message
Tell her of my plea
And I know that if she had me back again
Well I would never make her sad
I've gotta heart full of soul
And I know that if she had me back again
Well I would never make her sad
I've gotta heart full of soul
She's been gone such a long time
Longer than I can bear
But if she says she wants me
Tell her I'll be there
And if she says to you
She don't love me
Just give her my message
Tell her of my plea
And I know that if she had me back again
Well I would never make her sad
I've gotta heart full of soul
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I want somebody to tell me why there's always smoke up in the sky
Please don't make me want to cry, detail has not been seen
Summer trees should all be green, plain and green as they have been
Sun don't ever change the scene, please never let them die
What do you want?
What do you want?
What do you want?
What do you want?
Sounds which soar above my ears, will naturally precede in years
They only cause a flood of tears, I want to turn and run
Don't need someone to make my fun, only need to see the sun
I will not go and cause the harm, I cannot think that way
What do you want?
What do you want?
What do you want?
What do you want?
Sit spellbound by a flickering screen, watch the ever changing scenes
Listen to the rising screams of children of today
Lock your doors and stay within, upon your face the stupid grins
The penalty for unrealized sins committed on your way
What do you want?
What do you want?
What do you want?
What do you want?
What do you want?
What do you want?
What do you want?
What do you want?
What do you want?
What do you want?
What do you want?
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Strollin' on 'cause it's all gone
The reason why you made me cry
By tellin' me you didn't see
The future bore our love no more
If you want to know I love you so
And I don't want to let you go
I'm strollin' on
Gonna make you see
I'm strollin' on
Find you really love me
I'm strollin' on
Be your turn to cry
I'm strollin' on
You wish you'd never lied
You're goin' to change your mind
But you ain't gonna find
Any more of my kind
I'm strollin' on 'cause it's all gone
The reason why you made me cry
By tellin' me you didn't see
The future bore our lovin' no more
If you want to know I love you so
I don't want to let you go
I'm strollin' on
I'm gonna make you see
I'm strollin' on
Find you really love me
I'm strollin' on
Be your turn to cry
I'm strollin' on
You wish you'd never lied
You're goin' to change your mind
But you ain't gonna find
Any more of my kind
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Ê morena quem temperou?
Cigana quem temperou?
O cheiro do cravo.
Ê cigana quem temperou?
Morena quem temperou?
A cor de canela
A lua morena
A dança do vento
O ventre da noite
E o sol da manhã
A chuva cigana
A dança dos rios
O mel do cacao
E o sol da manhã
The luna morena
The sound of the woods
The taste of the clove
Cinnamon stone
The rainy cigana
The dance of the rivers
The taste of the clove
Cinnamon stone
Fernando de Paula Junior
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