Near a tree by a river Near a tree by a river Perto de uma árvore por um rio There's a hole in the ground There's a hole in the ground Há um buraco no chão Where an old man of Aran Where an old man of Aran Onde um velho homem de Aran Goes around and around Goes around and around Gira e gira And his mind is a beacon And his mind is a beacon E sua mente é como um farol In the veil of the night In the veil of the night No véu da noite For a strange kind of fashion For a strange kind of fashion Para um tipo estranho de moda There's a wrong and a right There's a wrong and a right Há um errado e um direito Near a tree by a river Near a tree by a river Perto de uma árvore por um rio There's a hole in the ground There's a hole in the ground Há um buraco no chão Where an old man of Aran Where an old man of Aran Onde um velho homem de Aran Goes around and around Goes around and around Gira e gira And his mind is a beacon And his mind is a beacon E sua mente é como um farol In the veil of the night In the veil of the night No véu da noite For a strange kind of fashion For a strange kind of fashion Para um tipo estranho de moda There's a wrong and a right There's a wrong and a right Há um errado e um direito And he'll never fight over you And he'll never fight over you E ele nunca vai brigar por você Near a tree by a river Near a tree by a river Perto de uma árvore por um rio There's a hole in the ground There's a hole in the ground Há um buraco no chão Where an old man of Aran Where an old man of Aran Onde um velho homem de Aran Goes around and around Goes around and around Gira e gira And his mind is a beacon And his mind is a beacon E sua mente é como um farol In the veil of the night In the veil of the night No véu da noite For a strange kind of fashion For a strange kind of fashion Para um tipo estranho de moda There's a wrong and a right There's a wrong and a right Há um errado e um direito Near a tree by a river Near a tree by a river Perto de uma árvore por um rio There's a hole in the ground There's a hole in the ground Há um buraco no chão Where an old man of Aran Where an old man of Aran Onde um velho homem de Aran Goes around and around Goes around and around Gira e gira And his mind is a beacon And his mind is a beacon E sua mente é como um farol In the veil of the night In the veil of the night No véu da noite For a strange kind of fashion For a strange kind of fashion Para um tipo estranho de moda There's a wrong and a right There's a wrong and a right Há um errado e um direito And he'll never fight over you And he'll never fight over you E ele nunca vai brigar por você I got plans for us nights in the scullery I got plans for us nights in the scullery Eu tenho planos para nós noites na copa And days instead of me And days instead of me E dias em vez de me I only know what to discuss I only know what to discuss Eu só sei o que discutir Of for anything but light Of for anything but light Da para nada, mas a luz Wise men fighting over you Wise men fighting over you Os homens sábios brigando por você It's not me you see pieces of valentine It's not me you see pieces of valentine Não sou eu que você vê pedaços de valentine With just a song of mine With just a song of mine Com apenas uma canção de minha To keep from burning history To keep from burning history Para manter a história da queima de Seasons of gasoline and gold Seasons of gasoline and gold Estações da gasolina e do ouro Wise men fold Wise men fold Os homens sábios desistem Near a tree by a river Near a tree by a river Perto de uma árvore por um rio There's a hole in the ground There's a hole in the ground Há um buraco no chão Where an old man of Aran Where an old man of Aran Onde um velho homem de Aran Goes around and around Goes around and around Gira e gira And his mind is a beacon And his mind is a beacon E sua mente é como um farol In the veil of the night In the veil of the night No véu da noite For a strange kind of fashion For a strange kind of fashion Para um tipo estranho de moda There's a wrong and a right There's a wrong and a right Há um errado e um direito And he'll never fight over you And he'll never fight over you E ele nunca vai brigar por você I got time to kill, sly looks in corridors I got time to kill, sly looks in corridors Eu tenho tempo para matar, os olhares furtivos nos corredores Without a plan of yours Without a plan of yours Sem um plano de vocês A blackbird sings on bluebird hill A blackbird sings on bluebird hill Um melro canta na colina do pássaro azul Thanks to the calling of the wild Thanks to the calling of the wild Graças ao chamado do selvagem Wise mens child Wise mens child Sábia criança-homem