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5 de março de 2010

Sexta Sonora

Boa Tarde caros amigos, que costumam dar uma passadinha por aqui!
Hoje é dia de mais uma Sexta Sonora ...
Embora não tenham me enviado e-mails pedindo músicas, alguns amigos me pediram músicas pessoalmente...
Lembrando que para por uma música que você gosta aqui basta mandar um e-mail para:
devilminder@gmail.com
Com o nome da banda e a Música.^^

Essa vai pro Guilherme Teixeira (Adora essa Música):

Cold Play - Viva la Vida



Viva la Vida

I used to rule the world
Seas would rise when I gave the word
Now in the morning and I sleep alone
Sweep the streets I used to own

I used to roll the dice
Feel the fear in my enemy's eyes
Listen as the crowd would sing
"Now the old king is dead! Long live the king!"

One minute I held the key
Next the walls were closed on me
And I discovered that my castles stand
Upon pillars of salt and pillars of sand

I hear Jerusalem bells are ringing
Roman Cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror, my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field

For some reason I can't explain
Once you go there was never
Never an honest word
That was when I ruled the world

It was the wicked and wild wind
Blew down the doors to let me in
Shattered windows and the sound of drums
People couldn't believe what I'd become

Revolutionaries wait
For my head on a silver plate
Just a puppet on a lonely string
Oh who would ever want to be king?

I hear Jerusalem bells are ringing
Roman Cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror, my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field

For some reason I can't explain
I know Saint Peter won't call my name
Never an honest word
But that was when I ruled the world

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

Hear Jerusalem bells are ringing
Roman Cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror, my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field

For some reason I can't explain
I know Saint Peter won't call my name
Never an honest word
But that was when I ruled the world



O Bruno Tameirão pediu a gente toca!

Pedra Letícia - Como nossos pais nos aguentam


Como nossos pais nos aguentam

Quando um filho vai nascer
Os pais vem orgulhosos pra dizer
É um garotão
Ralam pra pagar os carnês
Das aulas de inglês, de karate
De natação
Meu filho vai ser um estudante aplicado
Vai virar médico, engenheiro, advogado
E vou mantê-lo longe dessa confusão
Bebida, buteco, pandeiro e violão

Mas pra decepção geral dos nossos pais
Papel, caneta, sala de aula nunca mais
A faculdade nunca foi a nossa praia
Vamos montar uma banda
Que depois a gente ensaia
E começamos a tocar o violão
Aquele ali foi insistir na percussão
E só assim as muié vão nós dá moral
Porque nos somos feio a dá cum pau

Nós somos músicos, não temos nada
Ralamos as mãos e os dedos até de madrugada
Nós somos músicos, que grande bosta
Impressionante é ver comé que ocês ainda gosta

Meu filho pega suas coisas e vê se some
Pois ser artista é pedir pra morrer de fome
Sei que nesse ramo rola droga pra chuchu
Só falta ocês dizer que tão dando...
... show por ai

Nos somos músicos, não temos nada
Ralamos as mãos e os dedos até de madrugada
Nós somos músicos, que grande bosta
Impressionante é ver comé que ocês ainda gosta

Vinícius Marreira pediu ...

Story Of The Year - Take me back


Take me back

Do you still remember back when days were longer, dreams were bigger then
The weight of the world had not yet landed on the shoulders of a man
(i thought) i thought that time stood still, sheltered, protected
They never told me this would end or that the leaves would fall again

So take me back, back to better days
Cause this time between is wasting me away
Take me back, when we were not afraid
Cause this time between is wasting me away

There was a day when this world went to war and didn't bat an eye
Real life in the movies felt the same to me and i never questioned why
(i know) i know the difference now, between fact and fiction
But i've come to find that i've grown bitter in just 24 short years

So take me back, back to better days
Cause this time between is wasting me away
So take me back, when we were not afraid
Cause this time between is wasting me away

Wasting me away, waste away
So now we're running, we're running blind into the light
And we fall behind
We're running and wasting away with time

So take me back, back to better days
Cause this time between is wasting me away
Take me back, when we were not afraid
Cause this time between is wasting me away
Take me back, yeah back to better days
Cause this time between is wasting me away
Take me back, when we were not afraid
Cause this time between is wasting me away

Yeah take me back, just take me back, yeah take me back
(take me back)
Yeah take me back, just take me back, yeah take me back
(take me back)
When we were not afraid

Alisson Rodriguez pediu uma música lá da raiz
Bob Marley - No Womam no Cry


No Womam no Cry

No, woman, no cry;
No, woman, no cry;
No, woman, no cry;
No, woman, no cry.

Said - said - said: I remember when we used to sit
In the government yard in trenchtown,
Oba - obaserving the ypocrites
As they would mingle with the good people we meet.
Good friends we have, oh, good friends weve lost
Along the way.
In this great future, you cant forget your past;
So dry your tears, I seh.

No, woman, no cry;
No, woman, no cry.
ere, little darlin, dont shed no tears:
No, woman, no cry.

Said - said - said: I remember when-a we used to sit
In the government yard in trenchtown.
And then georgie would make the fire lights,
As it was logwood burnin through the nights.
Then we would cook cornmeal porridge,
Of which Ill share with you;
My feet is my only carriage,
So Ive got to push on through.
But while Im gone, I mean:
Everythings gonna be all right!
Everythings gonna be all right!
Everythings gonna be all right!
Everythings gonna be all right!
I said, everythings gonna be all right-a!
Everythings gonna be all right!
Everythings gonna be all right, now!
Everythings gonna be all right!

So, woman, no cry;
No - no, woman - woman, no cry.
Woman, little sister, dont shed no tears;
No, woman, no cry.

I remember when we used to sit
In the government yard in trenchtown.
And then georgie would make the fire lights,
As it was logwood burnin through the nights.
Then we would cook cornmeal porridge,
Of which Ill share with you;
My feet is my only carriage,
So Ive got to push on through.
But while Im gone:

No, woman, no cry;
No, woman, no cry.
Woman, little darlin, say dont shed no tears;
No, woman, no cry.

Eh! (little darlin, dont shed no tears!
No, woman, no cry.
Little sister, dont shed no tears!
No, woman, no cry.)


Por Hoje é só xD
Até sexta que vem!

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