terça-feira, 21 de agosto de 2012

terça-feira, 19 de junho de 2012

segunda-feira, 18 de junho de 2012

Boka Loka - Que Situação (That Situation)



Logo que cheguei, parei e vi você / When i arrived, stopped and saw you
 
Que desilusão pro meu coração / that was disappointment to my heart
 
Não me acostumei com a idéia de dividir você / ain't reconized idea of ​​sharing you
 
Não é fácil, não.../ It´s not easy
 
Que situação / that situation

Porque vocês estavam logo ali /  Because you were right there
 
Não vê que de vocês quero fugir /  Don't see I wanna runaway
 
Podia ao menos ter me avisado / Could at least have told me
 
Que ia curtir a noite com seu namorado /  would enjoy your wedding night

Vai dando um jeito pra gente ficar /  Give a way for us stay
 
O tempo que nos resta nesta festa /  Team we have left this party
 
Bate nele, xinga ele, manda ele embora / Beat him, curse him, sends him away
 
Eu sei que sou desejo seu, você também é desejo meu / every man needs a woman every woman needs a man
 
Larga ele agora / let it now







sexta-feira, 8 de junho de 2012

they are so rock in roll (II)



Back In The U.S.S.R.


Flew in from Miami Beach BOAC,
Didn't get to bed last night.
All the way the paper bag was on my knee,
Man, I had a dreadful flight.
I'm back in the USSR
You don't know how lucky you are, boy,
Back in the U.S.S.R.
Been away so long I hardly knew the place,
Gee, it's good to be back home.
Leave it till tomorrow to unpack my case,
Honey, disconnect the phone...
I'm back in the USSR
You don't know how lucky you are, boy,
Back in the US, back in the US, back in the USSR!
Well these Ukraine girls really knock me out,
They leave the west behind.
And Moscow girls make me sing and shout,
That Georgia's always on my my my my my mi-ind!
Oh, Come on
I'm back in the USSR
You don't know how lucky you are, boy,
Back in the USSR.
Well, these Ukraine girls really knock me out,
They leave the west behind.
And Moscow girls make me sing and shout,
That Georgia's always on my my my my my mi-ind!
Oh, show me round your snow-peaked mountains way down south,
Take me to your daddy's farm
Let me hear your balalaikas ringing out,
Come and keep your comrade warm.
I'm back in the USSR
You don't know how lucky you are, boy,
Back in the US
Back in the US
Back in the USSR.
Oh!