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Say Hello to Sunshine


Um homem só



Woke up this morning without a face

Acordei essa manhã sem uma face


I've fooled myself again

Fui um idiota novamente


I've sold myself again

Me vendi novamente


Another wasted day counting shades

Outro dia desperdiçado contando sombras


Of gray, another fool's attempt to fall from grace

cinzas, outra tentativa idiota de cair na graça


A casual line.

Uma linha casual


A sip of wine to sympathize while you're laughing

Um gole de vinho para descontrair enquanto você ri


But on the inside

Mas por dentro


I've lost the insight that just might be

Eu perdi o certeza de que isso pode ser


The truth...

de verdade


Old man loneliness is a son of a bitch

Velho homem solitário, é um filha da puta


Both hands bound, can't scratch the itch

Ambas mãos vetadas,


Cut off all loose ties, and bleed for days

Corte todas suas amarras, e sangre por dias


Who could stand veins with friends like these?

Quem poderia sobreviver com amigos como esses?




Pick my teeth out of the mud

Pegue os meus dentes da lama


And sink the sun, what have you done?

E tampe o sol, o que você fez?


Cut the bandages,

Corte as bandagens


Remove the oxygen

Remova o oxigênio


Hey man what's with that stupid grin?

Ei cara, o que é aqui com esse estupido?


I cut and bleed myself along

Eu me corte e sangrei


A man alone can do no wrong

Um cara solitário não pode fazer nada de errado


Another wasted day counting shades of gray

Outro dia desperdiçado contando sombras cinzas


Another fool's attempt to fall from grace

outra tentativa idiota de cair na graça




Refrão




No sympathy for the devil

Sem simpatia pelo mal,


God gave him wings, God gave him wings

Deus lhe deu asas, Deus lhe deu asas


No sympathy for the devil

Sem simpatia pelo mal,


God gave him wings, God gave him wings

Deus lhe deu asas, Deus lhe deu asas



"These hands; they've made for you

"Essas mãos; Elas foram feitas para você"


(No sympathy for the devil)

(Sem simpatia pelo mal,)


(God gave him wings, God gave him wings)

(Deus lhe deu asas, Deus lhe deu asas)


your wings that stick to you."

suas asas que furam você.


It's dirt beneath your fingertips

É sujeira embaixo dos seus dedos


It hurts to much to wait for it

Dói demais esperar por isso


It's dirt beneath your fingertips

É sujeira embaixo dos seus dedos


It hurts to much to wait for it

Dói demais esperar por isso




Refrão



by Paulo Mureb

A Man Alone


Woke up this morning without a face

I've fooled myself again

I've sold myself again

Another wasted day counting shades

Of gray, another fool's attempt to fall from grace


A casual line.

A sip of wine to sympathize while you're laughing

But on the inside

I've lost the insight that just might be

The truth...


Old man loneliness is a son of a bitch

Both hands bound, can't scratch the itch

Cut off all loose ties, and bleed for days

Who could stand veins with friends like these?


Pick my teeth out of the mud

And sink the sun, what have you done?

Cut the bandages,

Remove the oxygen

Hey man what's with that stupid grin?


I cut and bleed myself along

A man alone can do no wrong

Another wasted day counting shades of gray

Another fool's attempt to fall from grace


Old man loneliness is a son of a bitch

Both hands bound, can't scratch the itch

Cut off all loose ties, and bleed for days

Who could stand veins with friends like these?

Old man loneliness is a son of a bitch

Both hands bound, can't scratch the itch

Cut off all loose ties, and bleed for days

Who could stand veins with friends like these?


No sympathy for the devil

God gave him wings, God gave him wings

No sympathy for the devil

God gave him wings, God gave him wings


"These hands; they've made for you

(No sympathy for the devil)

(God gave him wings, God gave him wings)

your wings that stick to you."

It's dirt beneath your fingertips

It hurts to much to wait for it

It's dirt beneath your fingertips

It hurts to much to wait for it

It's dirt beneath your fingertips

It hurts to much to wait for this


Old man loneliness is a son of a bitch

Both hands bound, can't scratch the itch

Cut off all loose ties, and bleed for days

Who could stand veins with friends like these?

Old man loneliness is a son of a bitch

Both hands bound, can't scratch the itch

Cut off all loose ties, and bleed for days

Who could stand veins with friends like these?

Cut off all loose ties, and bleed for days

Who could stand veins with friends like these?



























































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