Tekst :

Que bloco é esse
Eu quero saber
É o mundo negro
Que viemos mostra prá você
Prá você
Somo criolo doido
Somo bem legal
Temo cabelo duro
Somo black pow

Branco, se você soubesse
O valor que o preto tem,
Tu tomava um banho de piche, branco
E ficava preto também
Não te ensino minha malandragem
Nem tão pouco minha filosofia
Por quê?
Quem dá luz ao cego
É bengala branca
E santa luzia
Ai,ai meu Deus!

I need my hands
I need my feet
Gimme my soul
I m incomplete

I need my eyes
I want my teeth
Gimme my scope
Give me my beliefs

Oh here I hang on this hook, line and sinker

Harbour

Your life and you, always had different plans
And never shared one point of view
So no one even comes halfway near you
In terms of making their life a mess

My life and me, we ve never been best friends
But somehow learnt...

Short a try

I m picking up these broken pieces again
i m feeling like i m lost and all i do is find you there
we ve been here before
i m never coming back again, not again
tomorrow is too soon for you my dear
i...

Sabbath

kageridasu sekai
LAMP wo tomoshita
hajimari mo shinai
higeki ni mune itamete

omoidasu kimi no
usurawarai de
tameiki mo denai
kyoufu ni kogetsukisou

kowaredasu sekai
BED ni mogutta
ketsumatsu wa tabun
hitori de tanoshimeru yo

warui yume no shirabe hibiku yoru no hotori
kimi no koe mo uso mo zenbu shiranai tte koto ni shitai na

nani mo nai sekai kasuka ni kikoeta
nani mo...

Mistake

It Was A Mistake
Under The Weather
One Shower s Gonna Turn Into Another
It s A Heartbreak
Under The Weather
Standing Out In The Cold

I Wake, It s Frightening
Rain Hammering On Your Window
I Hate, Sheet Lightning