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Partido Alto
06:38
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no lyrics
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2. |
Red Clay
05:22
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instrumental
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3. |
Close Your Eyes
04:08
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You know you can feel the breeze with patience of a lifetime
Dance above the trees to the rhythm in your mind
Gently touching your skin inside out
Floating on the seas, it carries me around
You can close your eyes and never be alone
You can close your eyes and never be alone
You can close your eyes and never be alone
You can close your eyes and never be alone
Penso em você, sinto um gosto de mar
Nos grãos de areia, e eu a rolar
Vou rodar o mundo , mas aqui é o meu lugar
Eu vou rodar o mundo mas aqui é o meu lugar
(Translation:
Thinking about you, I feel the taste of the sea
In the sand grains, I am rolling
Gonna go around the world, but here is my place
I'll go around the world, but here is my place)
You can close your eyes and never be alone
You can close your eyes and never be alone
You can close your eyes and never be alone
You can close your eyes and never be alone
Since the day I left, from the start
I can feel megabytes of memories in my heart
Wish I disappear and wake up in some other place
Where there's no pain or fear, is simple like 'Hello'
You can close your eyes and never be alone
You can close your eyes and never be alone
You can close your eyes and never be alone
You can close your eyes and never be alone
SAMBA OF THE BLESSING
(Literal translation by Béco Dranoff)
It's better to be happy than sad
Happiness is the best thing there is
It is like a light in the heart
But to make a samba with beauty
It's needed a bit of sadness
If not the samba can't be made
To make a samba is not like telling a joke
And who makes samba like this is worth nothing
The good samba is a kind of prayer
Because samba is the sadness that sways
And sadness is always hopeful
Of one day not being sad any more
Put a little love in the cadence
And you'll see that in this world nobody wins
The beauty that a samba have
Because samba was born in Bahia
And if today it is white in it's poetry
It is very black in it's heart
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4. |
Luz, Amor Y Vida
08:15
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no lyrics
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5. |
Dignificada
04:36
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Hay en la noche un grito y se escucha lejano
Cuentan al sur, es la voz del silencio
En este armario hay un gato encerrado
Porque una mujer, defendió su derecho
De la montaña se escucha la voz de un rayo
Es el relámpago claro de la verdad
En esta vida santa que nadie perdona nada
Pero si una mujer, pero si una mujer
Pelea por su dignidad
Te seguí los pasos niña
Hasta llegar a la montaña
Y seguí la ruta de Dios
Que las ánimas acompañan
Ay morena, morenita mía,
No te olvidaré
Virgen Hermosa, ruega por ella
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6. |
Oceano
05:51
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Assim
Que o dia amanheceu
Lá no mar alto da paixão,
Dava prá ver o tempo ruir
Cadê você?
Que solidão!
Esquecera de mim?
Enfim,
De tudo o que
Há na terra
Não há nada em lugar
Nenhum!
Que vá crescer
Sem você chegar
Longe de ti
Tudo parou
Ninguém sabe
O que eu sofri...
Amar é um deserto
E seus temores
Vida que vai na sela
Dessas dores
Não sabe voltar
Me dá teu calor...
Vem me fazer feliz
Porque eu te amo
Você deságua em mim
E eu oceano
E esqueço que amar
É quase uma dor...
Só sei viver
Se for por você!
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7. |
Big Brother
06:09
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"Big Brother"
Your name is big brother
You say that you're watching me on the tele,
Seeing me go nowhere,
Your name is big brother,
You say that you're tired of me protesting,
Children dying everyday,
My name is nobody
But I can't wait to see your face inside my door
Your name is big brother
You say that you got me all in your notebook,
Writing it down everyday,
Your name is I'll see ya,
I'll change if you vote me in as the pres,
The President of your soul
I live in the ghetto,
You just come to visit me 'round election time
I live in the ghetto,
Someday I will move on my feet to the other side,
My name is secluded,
we live in a house the size of a matchbox,
Roaches live with us wall to wall,
You've killed all our leaders,
I don't even have to do nothin' to you
You'll cause your own country to fall
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8. |
Pan Dulce
05:42
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instrumental only
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9. |
Walking Man
04:31
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"Walking Man"
Moving in silent desperation, keeping an eye on the Holy Land.
A hypothetical destination, say, who is this walking man?
Well, the leaves have come to turning and the goose has gone to fly,
And bridges are for burning, so don't you let that yearning pass you by.
Walking man, walking man walks.
Any other man stops and talks but the walking man walks.
Well the frost is on the pumpkin and the hay is in the barn.
Pappy's come to rambling on, stumbling around drunk down on the farm.
And the walking man walks. Doesn't know nothing at all.
Any other man stops and talks but the walking man walks on by, walk on by.
Most everybody's got seed to sow. It ain't always easy for a weed to grow, oh no.
So he don't hoe the row for no one, for sure he's always missing,
and something ain't never quite right.
Ah, but who would want to listen to you kissing his existence good night?
Walking man walk. Walk on by my door. Well, any other man stops and talks
but not the walking man. He's the walking man, born to walk, walk on walking man.
Well now, would he have wings to fly? Would he be free?
Golden wings against the sky, walking man, walk on by.
So long, walking man.
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10. |
Wood Place
05:18
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instrumental only
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Janine Santana Denver, Colorado
Of Puerto Rican descent, Janine Santana has been a pro performing artist in a variety of genres for the past 30 years. In 2008 she finally took the reins and developed, produced and led a stellar group of musicians with Soft as Granite (NiNi, 2008) featuring alto sax legend Richie Cole, trumpeters Greg Gisbert and Brad Goode, and former arranger/percussionist for Tito Puente, Jose’ Madera. ... more
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