domingo, 31 de janeiro de 2010

Show do Alpha, Daza e The Waillers...Sunsplash - on life

Natural Mistic
There's a natural mystic
Blowing through the air
If you listen carefully now you will hear
This could be the first trumpet
Might as well be the last
Many more will have to suffer
Many more will have to die
Don't ask me why
Things are not the way they used to be
I won't tell no lie
One and all got to face reality now
Though I try to find the answer
To all the questions they ask
Though I know it's impossible
To go living through the past
Don't tell no lie
There's a natural mystic
Blowing through the air
Can't keep them down
If you listen carefully now you will hear
Such a natural mystic
Blowing through the air
This could be the first trumpet
Might as well be the last
Many more will have to suffer
Many more will have to die
Don't ask me why
There's a natural mystic
Blowing through the air
I won't tell no lie
If you listen carefully now, you will hear
There's a natural mystic
Blowing through the air
If you listen carefully now you will hear
This could be the first trumpet
Might as well be the last
Many more will have to suffer
Many more will have to die
Don't ask me why
Things are not the way they used to be
I won't tell no lie
One and all got to face reality now
Though I try to find the answer
To all the questions they ask
Though I know it's impossible
To go living through the past
Don't tell no lie
There's a natural mystic
Blowing through the air
Can't keep them down
If you listen carefully now you will hear
Such a natural mystic
Blowing through the air
This could be the first trumpet
Might as well be the last
Many more will have to suffer
Many more will have to die
Don't ask me why
There's a natural mystic
Blowing through the air
I won't tell no lie
If you listen carefully now, you will hear

There's a natural mystic
Blowing through the air
If you listen carefully now you will hear
This could be the first trumpet
Might as well be the last
Many more will have to suffer
Many more will have to die
Don't ask me why
Things are not the way they used to be
I won't tell no lie
One and all got to face reality now

Though I try to find the answer
To all the questions they ask
Though I know it's impossible
To go living through the past
Don't tell no lie
There's a natural mystic
Blowing through the air
Can't keep them down
If you listen carefully now you will hear
Such a natural mystic
Blowing through the air

This could be the first trumpet
Might as well be the last
Many more will have to suffer
Many more will have to die
Don't ask me why
There's a natural mystic
Blowing through the air
I won't tell no lie
If you listen carefully now, you will
he
ar




Jerusalem
Barouh atat adonai (barouh atat adonai)
Barouh aba yeroushalaim (barouh aba yeroushalaim)
From the bible to the coran
Revelation in jerusalem
Shalom salamalekoum
You can see christians, jews, and muslins
Living together and praying amen
Let's gives thanks and praises
Barouh atat adonai
Barouh aba yeroushalaim
Barouh atat adonai
Barouh aba yeroushalaim
Jerusalem here i am
Jerusalem je t'aime
Jerusalem here i am
Jerusalem je t'aime
Israela yakirati
Israela yakirati
Ani ohev otarh
Israela yakirati
Israela yakirati
Israela yakirati
Israela yakirati
Ani ohev otarh
Israela yakirati
From the bible to the coran
Revelation time
Shalom salamalekoum
You can see christians, jews, and muslins
Living together and praying amen
Let's gives thanks and praises
Barouh atat adonai
Barouh aba yeroushalaim
Jerusalem here i am
Jerusalem je t'aime
Jerusalem here i am
Jerusalem je t'aime
Israela yakirati
Israela yakirati
Ani ohev otarh
Israela yakirati
Israela yakirati
Israela yakirati
Israela yakirati
Ani ohev otarh
Israela yakirati
Jerusalem here i am
Jerusalem je t'aime
Jerusalem here i am
Jerusalem je t'aime


O Dia - Dazaranha
Quando as cidades voltarão
A dormir na escuridão
Serena da noite, pra gente se encontrar?
Quando o barulho do beijo voltará
A quebrar o silêncio da madrugada?
Quanto tempo mais os galos durarão
Para anunciar um novo dia?
Aham, aham, aham, aham
Tipo assim, natural
Da janela do meu quarto
Tipo assim, natural
Eu quero ver seu verdadeiro retrato
Tipo assim, natural
Da janela do meu quarto
Tipo assim, natural
Eu quero ver, eu quero ver
Rapiziada tá ligada na parada da palavra amolada
Cabeça ligada no que vai dizer
Se abrir a boca pra contar o que acontece no seu mundo
Não esqueça que essa terra eu piso junto com você
Muito bonito, entretenimento, futilidade, divertimento
Artesanato e muita arte
Eu quero ver o que você vai fazer quando crescer
Com essa força em suas mãos?
Tipo assim, natural
Da janela do meu quarto
Tipo assim, natural
Eu quero ver seu verdadeiro retrato
Eu quero ver, eu quero ver
Quando as cidades voltarão
A dormir na escuridão?
Quando o barulho do beijo voltará
A quebrar o silêncio da madrugada?
Pra me acordar
Pra te acordar
Pra me acordar

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