In the heat of the day down in Mobile Alabama Working on the railroad with the steel driving hammer I gotta get some money to buy some brand new shoes Tryin' to find somebody to take away these blues "She don't love me" hear them singing in the sun

I need to heart-break-loose-the wind Dedela umoya wami, baba (set my spirit free, father) Take my heart away (repeat) To be the sound of wild geese calling To be ten seasons in a night To dance the sun beyond the tides of war and peace To put silence

Round, round, round a melody Round, round, round a melody, One and the same. Round, round, round a harmony Round, round, round a memory Truly happy and content with me. Measure me, treasure me, pleasure me. Here it comes, our symphony, A melody and

Amanhã é Sábado Mô, amanhã é Sábado Não vou pro batente, amor Estou um bagaço, amor Preciso de colo Preciso de colo, amor Estou em bagaços 'To cansada, 'to debilitada Tive que ralar depois do expediente

Nada es eterno (nada es eterno), estoy seguro que el amor se acaba El tiempo avanza, estoy vació y no quiero perder Lo que me hace bien, a ti te hace mal Como nada es perfecto los dos merecemos la oportunidad Dime si no es cierto (dime si no es cierto)

Leave a light, a light on In the darkness before the dawn In the swirling of this storm When I'm rolling with the punches and hope is gone Millions of miles from home In the swirling swimming on When I'm rolling with the thunder but bleed from thorns

"Now let me take a trip down memory lane" "Comin' outta Queensbridge" I rap for listeners, blunt heads, fly ladies and prisoners Henessey holders and old school niggas, then I be dissin' a Unofficial that smoke woolie thai I dropped out of Kooley High,

Foi o que precisou Eu voltei a cantar Eu já não queria amar mais Voltei a cantar Do seu olhar profundo Pra me salvar de onde eu estava E a perceber coisas belas Um dia distraída

Nothing says gone like an empty glass Or sitting on the bar in the middle of the day In a blue light haze, all alone Nothing says gone like high noon neon Nothing says gone like a parking lot with only one car in it You wanna see what over looks like? Ya

Oh mi corazón se vuelve delator Hay algo oculto en cada sensación Ella parece sospechar Un suave látigo Una premonición Evocan llagas en las manos Un dulce palpito La clave intima