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accd1d (November 30, 1999 at 12:00 am)
brilliant.
Immaculance (November 30, 1999 at 12:00 am)
part 3The oppressed people on the queues In the villages, slums The money's strength which build upAnd destroys beautiful thingsThe ugly smoke rising Deleting the stars I see its poets emerging from country side, spaces Its forest's workshops Its Gods of Pan America's rain of Africas UtopiansFrom the world of SambaMore possible new Kilombo of Zumbi Which the Novos Baianos strolling on its drizzle.... and the new Baianos can enjoy it very well
reportagem (November 30, 1999 at 12:00 am)
part 2When I face itI could not see my face I called it bad taste what i saw... bad taste... bad taste Because Narcisio thinks what looks bad is not a mirror The mind scares what is not even old Nothing that was not before When we are not mutants It was a hard beginning I Remove what i do not know And who comes from another dream of happy city Learn quickly call it reality Because it's a reverse's reverse's reverse's...
reportagem (November 30, 1999 at 12:00 am)
Something happens in my heart ...Only when crossing the Ipiranga Av and the Sao Joao Av When I came here I could not understandThe hard concrete poetry from its corner The discreet inelegance from its girls I still did not know Rita Lee Its most complete translation Something happens in my heart... Only when crossing the Ipiranga Av and the Sao Joao Av
shawnyyoon (November 30, 1999 at 12:00 am)
does anyone know where i can find a translated version of the lyrics? even if its just roughly translated (i understand there are a lot of words that don't translate directly...)
krok81 (November 30, 1999 at 12:00 am)
è un giorno e mezzo ke lo stiamo ascoltando!!nn si carica neanke più:(Ana&Deborah
rollandba (November 30, 1999 at 12:00 am)
lo escucho y me hace llorar, que mas....
dt9751 (November 30, 1999 at 12:00 am)
Class !!
carolinaglauco (November 30, 1999 at 12:00 am)
perfeito, perfeito!
metrofurs (November 30, 1999 at 12:00 am)
One word, smooth......... |