Vamos dominar o mundo!
"Tropicália" in English
por Nelson Ascher
Tropicália
Airplanes are flying overhead,
Below my feet trucks go ahead,
But my nose points elsewhere instead
And I will,
Leading the Carnival today
And the opposition, after all,
Unveil a monument someday
Right in the capital
Of Brazil.
Long live all that's hot hot hot
Long live the thatched hut hut hut hut hut
Long live all that's hot hot hot
Long live the thatched hut hut hut hut hut
The monument’s made of cardboard silvered outside,
Behind the hair of the green-eyed
Mulatto-girl the evergreen vast jungles hide
The moonlight of back-lands,
The monument has no door but,
On some old by-street, one gets in through a short cut,
And lying on its knees a smiling, ugly, stillborn child stays put
Spreading both hands
Long live the jungle go go
And the mulatto-girl girl girl girl
Long live the jungle go go
And the mulatto-girl girl girl girl
Lulled, in the walled yard, by the breeze,
North-eastern words, coconut trees
Bahia’s water in the pool, one sees
lighthouses stand.
The right hand holds a rose bush to revere
Our own springtime that lasts throughout the year
and vultures stroll until sunset about the garden here
through sunflowers without end.
Long live Maria-ia-ia
Long live Bahia-ia-ia-ia-ia
Long live Maria-ia-ia
Long live Bahia-ia-ia-ia-ia
The left hand's ready for High Noon,
The veins are bloodless but the heart's as much in tune
With simple sambas played on tambourines as it can be;
Five thousand loudspeakers fill there
With their dissonant chords the air:
Both its enormous eyes, Ladies and Gentlemen, now stare
Down on me.
Long live the old tribes bye bye
Long live the new vibes bye bye bye bye
Long live the old tribes bye bye
Long live the new vibes bye bye bye bye
Sunday one feels how much one’s worth,
Monday soon brings to mind one's dearth,
Tuesday one’s back tilling the Earth,
Anyway,
The monument’s quite up-to-date
But since, my dear, nobody said my suit is great,
To hell with it and let’s be straight:
That’s my way.
Long live our blunder dah dah
Carmen Miranda dah dah dah dah
Long live our wonder dah dah
Carmen Miranda dah dah dah dah
 Escrito por Leo às 13h07
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Grana
Olha só...acho que consegui uma graninha de horas extras aqui na Pozzani. Acho que vou pô-la na poupança...qUê delícia né!? É pra garantir pelo menos os primeiros R$ 60,00 pra viagem...
Agora, pra lembrarmos que somos três, ei-los aqui!!! HÁbraços
Escrito por cOcO às 12h59
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Vou pra São Carlos
Gente vou pra São Carlos. Se eu encontrar minha amiga que foi pra lá eu converso com ela sobre hospedagens, grana, essas coisas. Vejo vcs semana que vem. Fiquem com isso:
Há Braços Amigos
Heroes
>> David Bowie
I-I wish you could swim
Like the dolphins-like dolphins can swim
Though nothing-nothing will keep us together
We can beat them-for ever and ever
Oh we can be heroes-just for one day
I-I will be king
And you-you will be queen
Though nothing will drive them away
We can be heroes-just for one day
We can beat them-just for one day
I-I can remember
Standing-by the wall
And the guns-shot above our heads
And we kissed-as though nothing could fall
And the shame-was on the other side
Oh we can beat them-forever and ever
Then we could be heroes-just for one day
We can be heroes (3X)
Just for one day
We can be heroes
We're nothing, and nothing will help us
Maybe we're lying, then you better not stay
But we could be safer, just for one day
Oh, oh, oh, ohhh-oh, oh, oh, ohhh, just for one day
Oh, just for one day
Escrito por Leo às 12h47
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