Música da Galera

 

 

NO WOMAN NO CRY
(Bob Marley) [1774]

No woman no cry, no woman no cry
No woman no cry, no woman no cry
Seh, seh, said I remember when we used to sit
In a government yard in Trenchtown
Obba, obba, observing the hypocrites
As the would mingle with the good people we meet
Good friends we have, oh, good friends we've lost
Along the way
In this great future,
You can't forget your past
So dry your tears, I seh

No woman no cry, no woman no cry
Little darling, don't shed no tears, no woman no cry
Seh, seh, said I remember when we use to sit
In the government yard in Trenchtown
And then Georgie would make the fire lights
As it was, log would burnin' through the nights
Then we would cook cornmeal porridge
Of which I'll share with you
My feet is my only carriage
So I've got to push on thru
Oh, while I'm gone

Everything 's gonna be alright, everything 's gonna be alright
Everything 's gonna be alright, everything 's gonna be alright
Everything 's gonna be alright, everything 's gonna be alright
Everything 's gonna be alright, everything 's gonna be alright
No woman no cry, no, no woman no cry
Oh, my little sister
Don't shed no tears
No woman no cry

I remember when we use to sit
In the government yard in Trenchtown
And then Georgie would make the fire lights
As it was, log would burnin' through the nights
Then we would cook cornmeal porridge
Of which I'll share with you
My feet is my only carriage
So I've got to push on thru
Oh, while I'm gone
No woman no cry, no, no woman no cry
Oh, my little darlin'
Don't shed no tears
No woman no cry

Little darlin', don't shed no tears
No woman no cry
Little sister, don't shed no tears
No woman no cry

 

 

 

 

SANTERIA
(Paul Leary)


I don't practice santeria, I ain't got no crystal ball
I had a million dollars, but I, I spend it all
If I could find that heina and that sancho that she's found
I'd pop a cap in sancho and I'd smack her down

All I really wanna say I can't define
It's love I need but my soul will have to wait
till I get back and find a heina of my own
Daddy's gonna love one and all
I feel the break and I got to live it out

I swear that I really wanna know
All I really wanna say is I got mine
And I'll make it yes I'm comin'up
Tell sanchito that if he know's what is good for him
He best go run and hide
Daddy's got a new .45

And I won't think twice to stick that barrel
Straight down Sancho's throat
Believe me when I say that I've got somethin' for his punk ass

What I really wanna say is there's just one way back
And I'll make it but my soul will have to wait

 

 

 

PRESENTE DE UM BEIJA FLOR
(Alexandre Carlo Cruz)

O Beija-flor que trouxe meu amor
Voou e foi embora
olha só como é lindo meu amor
Estou feliz agora

Veja só a névoa branca que sai de trás do bambuzal
Será que ela me faz bem ou será que me faz mal
Eu vou surfar no cêu azul de nuvens doidas
Da capital do meu país
Pra ver se esqueço da pobreza e violência
Que deixa o meu povo infeliz

O Beija-flor...

E a menina que um dia por acaso veio me dizer
Que não gostava de meninos tão largados
Que tocam reggae e M.P.B
Mas isso é coisa tão banal, perto da beleza do Planalto Central
E das pessoas que fazem do cerrado
O habitat quase ideal

O Beija-Flor...

Agradeço por estar aqui
Manifestar a emoção
E colocar minhas idéias, sentimentos em forma de canção
Agradeço por poder cantar
E ver você ouvir
E tentar entender essa mensagem
Que eu quero transmitir

O Beija-flor...

Fim de ano vou embora de Brasilia que é pra eu ver o mar
Mas diz pra mão lá pro final de fevereiro é que eu vou voltar
Que é pra surfar no céu azul de nuvens doidas
Da capital do meu país
Pra ver se esqueço da pobreza e violência
Que deixa o meu povo infeliz