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IO SO CHE TI AMERÒ (Eu sei que vou te amar)
Io so che ti amerò
Per tutta la mia vita ti amerò
E in ogni lontananza ti amerò
E senza una speranza
io so che ti amerò
Ed ogni mio pensiero è
per dirti che
io so che ti amerò
per tutta la mia vita
Io so che piangerò
ad ogni nuova assenza piangerò
ma il tuo ritorno mi ripagherà
del male che l?assenza ha fatto a me
Io so che soffrirò
la pena senza fine che mi dà
il desiderio di essere con te
per tutta la mia vita

My Bonnie Lies over the Ocean Song

Não sei quando eu aprenci esta música.
Não sei quem foi que me fez conhecê-la.
Mas eu a sei cantar há muito muito tempo.
E, aos 23 anos, quando tive meu primeiro filho eu já cantava para ele.
Depois cantei para a minha filha.
Era a canção de ninar preferida.
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Check out the Lyrics of this Nursery Rhyme :
My Bonnie lies over the ocean
My Bonnie lies over the sea
My Bonnie lies over the ocean
Oh bring back my Bonnie to me

Bring back, bring back
Bring back my Bonnie to me, to me
Bring back, bring back
Bring back my Bonnie to me

Last night as I lay on my pillow
Last night as I lay on my bed
Last night as I lay on my pillow
I dreamt that my Bonnie was there.

Bring back, bring back
Bring back my Bonnie to me, to me
Bring back, bring back
Bring back my Bonnie to me

Blow the winds over the ocean
Blow the winds over the sea
Blow the winds over the ocean
To bring back my Bonnie to me

Bring back, bring back
Bring back my Bonnie to me, to me
Bring back, bring back
Bring back my Bonnie to me

The winds have blown over the ocean
The winds have blown over the sea
The winds have blown over the ocean
And brought back my Bonnie to me

Bring back, bring back
Bring back my Bonnie to me, to me
Bring back, bring back
Bring back my Bonnie to me

Bring back, bring back
Oh, bring back my Bonnie to me

The classic nursery rhyme "My Bonnie Lies over the Ocean"

Guitar Chords:
Bonnie:
Intro:Emaj
Verse:Emaj - Emaj - Emaj - Amaj - C#min - Bmaj - Amaj - Emaj
Chorus:Emaj - Amaj - Bmaj- Amaj - Emaj

K-K-K-Katy

Esta foi a primeira música que eu ouvi em outra língua que não o italiano e o português.
Eu devia ter uns 4 ou 5 anos e jamais esqueci.
Quem chegou cantando-a foi o meu tio José.

"K-K-K-Katy" was a popular World War I-era song written by Geoffrey O'Hara in 1917 and published in 1918. The sheet music advertised it as "The Sensational Stammering Song Success Sung by the Soldiers and Sailors". The song tells the story of Jimmy, a young soldier "brave and bold" who stuttered when he tried to speak to girls. Finally he managed to talk to Katy, the "maid with hair of gold". The chorus is what he spoke:

K-K-K-Katy, beautiful Katy,

You're the only g-g-g-girl that I adore;

When the m-m-m-moon shines,

Over the c-c-c-cowshed,

I'll be waiting at the k-k-k-kitchen door.

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Paciência - Lenine

Mesmo quando tudo pede
Um pouco mais de calma
Até quando o corpo pede
Um pouco mais de alma
A vida não para...

Enquanto o tempo
Acelera e pede pressa
Eu me recuso faço hora
Vou na valsa
A vida é tão rara...

Enquanto todo mundo
Espera a cura do mal
E a loucura finge
Que isso tudo é normal
Eu finjo ter paciência...

O mundo vai girando
Cada vez mais veloz
A gente espera do mundo
E o mundo espera de nós
Um pouco mais de paciência...

Será que é tempo
Que lhe falta pra perceber ?
Será que temos esse tempo
Pra perder?
E quem quer saber ?
A vida é tão rara
Tão rara...

Mesmo quando tudo pede
Um pouco mais de calma
Até quando o corpo pede
Um pouco mais de alma
Eu sei, a vida não para
A vida não para não...

Será que é tempo
Que lhe falta pra perceber ?
Será que temos esse tempo
Pra perder ?
E quem quer saber ?
A vida é tão rara
Tão rara...

Mesmo quando tudo pede
Um pouco mais de calma
Até quando o corpo pede
Um pouco mais de alma
Eu sei, a vida é tão rara
A vida não para não...

A vida não para...

Paciência
Lenine

Manhã de Carnaval - André Rieu's

Beautiful brazilian song performed by André Rieu with Carla Maffioletti playing guitar an singin together with Carmen Monarcha and Suzan Erens
(Trier 2006)

Manhã de Carnaval - André Rieu's

Beautiful brazilian song performed by André Rieu with Carla Maffioletti playing guitar an singin together with Carmen Monarcha and Suzan Erens
(Trier 2006)

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The Hobbit Misty Mountains ★ Lyrics

Far over the Misty Mountains cold,
To dungeons deep and caverns old,
We must away, ere break of day,
To seek our pale enchanted gold.

The dwarves of yore made mighty spells,
While hammers fell like ringing bells,
In places deep, where dark things sleep,
In hollow halls beneath the fells.

For ancient king and elvish lord
There many a gleaming golden hoard
They shaped and wrought, and light they caught,
To hide in gems on hilt of sword.

On silver necklaces they strung
The flowering stars, on crowns they hung
The dragon-fire, on twisted wire
They meshed the light of moon and sun.

Far over the Misty Mountains cold,
To dungeons deep and caverns old,
We must away, ere break of day,
To claim our long-forgotten gold.

Goblets they carved there for themselves,
And harps of gold, where no man delves
There lay they long, and many a song
Was sung unheard by men or elves.

The pines were roaring on the heights,
The wind was moaning in the night,
The fire was red, it flaming spread,
The trees like torches blazed with light.

The bells were ringing in the dale,
And men looked up with faces pale.
The dragon's ire, more fierce than fire,
Laid low their towers and houses frail.

The mountain smoked beneath the moon.
The dwarves, they heard the tramp of doom.
They fled the hall to dying fall
Beneath his feet, beneath the moon.

Far over the Misty Mountains grim,
To dungeons deep and caverns dim,
We must away, ere break of day,
To win our harps and gold from him!

The wind was on the withered heath,
But in the forest stirred no leaf:
There shadows lay be night or day,
And dark things silent crept beneath.

The wind came down from mountains cold,
And like a tide it roared and rolled.
The branches groaned, the forest moaned,
And leaves were laid upon the mould.

The wind went on from West to East;
All movement in the forest ceased.
But shrill and harsh across the marsh,
Its whistling voices were released.

The grasses hissed, their tassels bent,
The reeds were rattling--on it went.
O'er shaken pool under heavens cool,
Where racing clouds were torn and rent.

It passed the Lonely Mountain bare,
And swept above the dragon's lair:
There black and dark lay boulders stark,
And flying smoke was in the air.

It left the world and took its flight
Over the wide seas of the night.
The moon set sale upon the gale,
And stars were fanned to leaping light.

Under the Mountain dark and tall,
The King has come unto his hall!
His foe is dead, the Worm of Dread,
And ever so his foes shall fall!

The sword is sharp, the spear is long,
The arrow swift, the Gate is strong.
The heart is bold that looks on gold;
The dwarves no more shall suffer wrong.

The dwarves of yore made mighty spells,
While hammers fell like ringing bells
In places deep, where dark things sleep,
In hollow halls beneath the fells.

On silver necklaces they strung
The light of stars, on crowns they hung
The dragon-fire, from twisted wire
The melody of harps they wrung.

The mountain throne once more is freed!
O! Wandering folk, the summons heed!
Come haste! Come haste! Across the waste!
The king of freind and kin has need.

Now call we over the mountains cold,
'Come back unto the caverns old!'
Here at the gates the king awaits,
His hands are rich with gems and gold.

The king has come unto his hall
Under the Mountain dark and tall.
The Wyrm of Dread is slain and dead,
And ever so our foes shall fall!

Farewell we call to hearth and hall!
Though wind may blow and rain may fall,
We must away, ere break of day
Far over the wood and mountain tall.

To Rivendell, where Elves yet dwell
In glades beneath the misty fell.
Through moor and waste we ride in haste,
And whither then we cannot tell.

With foes ahead, behind us dread,
Beneath the sky shall be our bed,
Until at last our toil be passed,
Our journey done, our errand sped.

We must away! We must away!
We ride before the break of day!

Lyrics: Misty Mountains Cold