de muamba Pra nao ter que trabalhar Eu vou procurar um jeito de nao padecer Porque eu nao vou deixar a vida sem viver Mas acontece que a Maria Joana
de muamba Pra nao ter que trabalhar Eu vou procurar um jeito de nao padecer Porque eu nao vou deixar a vida sem viver Mas acontece que a Maria Joana Acha
Traduzione: Caetano Veloso e Gal. Mary Jane.
muamba Pra nao ter que trabalhar Eu vou procurar um jeito de nao padecer Porque eu nao vou deixar a vida sem viver Mas acontece que a Maria Joana Acha
bis zum Morgen, Ob Menschen noch so grausam sind. O Jungfrau, sieh der Jungfrau Sorgen, O Mutter, hor ein bittend Kind! Ave Maria! Ave Maria! Unbefleckt
be But I was nothing to him And he was the world to me. There in her garden she stands All dressed in fine satin and lace Lady Mary so cold and so strange
(Traditional, arr. by J. Baez) Let us break bread together on our knees, (on our knees) Let us break bread together on our knees. (on our knees) When
(Joan Baez) Marie, Marie Flore was a small girl of ten Whom I met in the south end of France. Stepping out of the crowd was the daughter Of someone
tienen las fiores Que lievas esencia en tu en Trana del aire de Espana Maria Dolores Ole,ole! Par linda graciosa te quiero En vez de decirte piropos Maria
you cast aside the shroud of another man, who served the world proud You greet another son, you lose another one on some sunny day and always stay Mary, Mary, Mary
(M. Farina) Mary Call, Mary Call You never stumble, you never fall Silver stars and lilies call For the yearning of the young one Named Mary Call She
enlighten the image I have of your face For I have seen children whose faces are wiser than time And you, my Marie, are most certainly one of that kind Marie, Marie
save my life You'd never have shamed me here Last night there were four marys Tonight there'll be but three It was Mary Beaton and Mary Seton And Mary
(J. Baez, N. Duschek) Farewell my wistful Saigon bride I'm going out to stem the tide A tide that never saw the seas It flows through jungles, round
(T. Hardin) The lady cam from Baltimore All she wore was lace She didn't know that I was poor She never saw my face I was sent to steal her money Take
When the little bluebird Who has never said a word Starts to sing Spring When the little bluebell At the bottom of the dell Starts to ring Ding dong
I know what you're hiding from me. You know what I'm hiding from you. I know that you hurt me real bad. You know that I hurt you bad, too. Let's
