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sábado, 25 de setembro de 2010

Station to station

segunda-feira, 30 de junho de 2008

Heroes

"Heroes" é uma das mais lindas canções de David Bowie, faz parte do album de 1977 com o mesmo nome e é dedicada a um par de namorados que em pléna guerra fria estavam separados pelo muro de Berlim
... I wish you could swim.
Like the dolphins-like dolphins can swim.
Though nothing-nothing will keep us together.
We can beat them-for ever and ever.
Oh we can be heroes-just for one day.

I-I will be king.
And you-you will be queen.
Though nothing will drive them away.
We can be heroes just for one day.
We can be us just for one day.

I-I can remember (I remember)
Standing-by the wall (by the wall).
And the guns-shot above our heads (over our heads).
And we kissed-as though nothing could fall (nothing could fall).
And the shame-was on the other side.
Oh we can beat them-forever and ever.
Then we could be heroes-just for one day.
We can be heroes (3X)
Just for one day.
We can be heroes.

We're nothing, and nothing will help us.
Maybe we're lying, then you better not stay.
But we could be safer, just for one day.
Oh, oh, oh, ohhh-oh, oh, oh, oh, just for one day.
Oh, just for one day.

Come and buy my little toys


Smiling girls and rosy boys
Come and buy my little toys
Monkeys made of gingerbread
And sugar horses painted red
Rich men's children running past
Their fathers dressed in hose
Golden hair and mud of many acres on their shoes
Gazing eyes and running wild
Past the stocks and over stiles
Kiss the window merry child
But come and buy my toys
You've watched your father plough
the field with a ram's horn
Sowed it wide with peppercorn and
furrowed with a bramble thorn
Reaped it with a sharpened scyth,
threshed it with a quill
The miller told your father that he'd
work it with the greatest will
Now your watching's over you must
play with girls and boys
Leave the parsley on the stalls
Come and buy my toys
You shall own a cambric shirt
You shall work your father's land
But now you shall play in the market square
Till you'll be a man
Smiling girls and rosy boys
Come and buy my little toys
Monkeys made of gingerbread
And sugar horses painted red