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  All of these lines across my face Tell you the story of who I am So many stories of where I've been And how I got to where I am But these stories don't mean anything When you've got no one to tell them to It's true...I was made for you I climbed across the mountain tops Swam all across the ocean blue I crossed all the (...)
  - Is this the real life... Is this just fantasy? Caught in a landslide No escape from reality. Open your eyes, Look up to the skies and see. - Im just a poor boy, i need no sympathy. - Because Im easy come, easy go. A little high, little low. - Anyway the wind blows, doesnt really matter to me. - To me. (...)
Always look on the bright side of life.     [assobio] x2 If life seems jolly rotten, There's something you've forgotten, And that's to laugh and smile and dance and sing. When you're feeling in the dumps, Don't be silly chumps. Just purse your lips and whistle. That's the thing. And... Always look on the bright side of life.     [assobio] x2
Air ou Ária da Quarta Corda é uma adaptação para violino e piano do segundo movimento da Suíte nº 3 para orquestra, de Bach. Esta peça faz parte da Suíte nº 3 para orquestra, em Ré Maior,  e foi escrita para o Príncipe Leopoldo, entre 1717 e 1723.   É uma das mais reconhecidas e usadas composições de Bach. Foi usada e mesmo remisturada em imensas ocasiões e está presente na (...)
Many nights we prayed With no proof anyone could hear In our hearts a hopeful song We barling understood Now we are not afraid All though we know there's much to fear We were moving mountains long Before we knew we could Chorus: There can be mircles when you believe Though hope is frail, its hard to kill Whose knows what mircles you can achieve When you believe some how you will You will when (...)