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Wind Cries Mary

O vento chora mary

After all the jacks are in their boxes, After all the jacks are in their boxes, Depois de todos os jacks estarem nas suas caixas And the clowns have all gone to bed, And the clowns have all gone to bed, E os palhaços terem todos ido para cama You can hear happiness staggering on down the street, You can hear happiness staggering on down the street, Voçê pode ouvir felicidade estagiando na rua Footprints dress in red. Footprints dress in red. Pegadas vestidas de vermelho And the wind whispers Mary. And the wind whispers Mary. Pegadas vestidas de vermelho A broom is drearily sweeping A broom is drearily sweeping A vassoura está sutilmente varrendo Up the broken pieces of yesterday's life. Up the broken pieces of yesterday's life. Todos pedaços quebrados da vida de ontem Somewhere a Queen is weeping, Somewhere a Queen is weeping, Em algum lugar uma rainha está chorando Somewhere a King has no wife. Somewhere a King has no wife. Em algum lugar um rei não tem esposa And the wind cries Mary. And the wind cries Mary. E o vento chora Mary The traffic lights turn blue tomorrow The traffic lights turn blue tomorrow As luzes do trefego se tornam azul amanhã Shine their emptiness down on my bed Shine their emptiness down on my bed Brilha seu vazio na minha cama The tiny island sags downstream The tiny island sags downstream A minúscula ilha começa a afundar 'Cos the life that they lived is dead. 'Cos the life that they lived is dead. Porque a vida que eles viveram está morta And the wind screams Mary. And the wind screams Mary. Porque a vida que eles viveram está morta Oh oh yeah Oh oh yeah Porque a vida que eles viveram está morta Will the wind ever remember Will the wind ever remember Irá o vento se lembrar, The names it has blown in the past The names it has blown in the past Irá o vento se lembrar, With this crutch, its old age and its wisdom With this crutch, its old age and its wisdom Com esta muleta, está velho e está sábio It whispers, "No, this will be the last." It whispers, "No, this will be the last." Com esta muleta, está velho e está sábio And the wind cries Mary. And the wind cries Mary. Com esta muleta, está velho e está sábio

Composição: Jimi Hendrix





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