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Green Green Grass of Home

green green grass of home

Green, Green Grass Of Home Green, Green Grass Of Home verde verde grama do lar Tom Jones Tom Jones tom jones The old home town looks the same, The old home town looks the same, As I step down from the train, As I step down from the train, And there to greet me are my mamma and my poppa; And there to greet me are my mamma and my poppa; o velho lar parece o mesmo Down the road I look, and there runs Mary, Down the road I look, and there runs Mary, quando eu parei por causa da chuva Hair of gold, lips like cherries, Hair of gold, lips like cherries, e aí para me receber estão minha mãe e meu pai It's good to touch the green, green grass of home. It's good to touch the green, green grass of home. na estrada eu olho e ai vem mary correndo CHORUS: CHORUS: cabelos dourados labios de cereja Yes, they'll all come to meet me, Yes, they'll all come to meet me, é bom tocar a verde verde grama do lar Arms a-reachin', smilin' sweetly, Arms a-reachin', smilin' sweetly, It's good to touch the green, green grass of home, It's good to touch the green, green grass of home, coro The old house is still standin, The old house is still standin, sim, eles todos vieram me encontrar 'Though the paint is cracked and dry, 'Though the paint is cracked and dry, braços procurando, sorrindo docemente And there's that old oak tree, And there's that old oak tree, é bom tocar a verde verde grama do lar That I used to play in. That I used to play in. Down the lane I'll walk with my sweet Mary, Down the lane I'll walk with my sweet Mary, a velha casa está ainda esperando Hair of gold and lips like cherries, Hair of gold and lips like cherries, embora a pintura esteja encraquelada e seca It's good to touch the green, green grass of home. It's good to touch the green, green grass of home. e ai a velha arvore dce carvalho Then I awake and look around me, Then I awake and look around me, onde eu costumava brincar At the four gray walls that surround me, At the four gray walls that surround me, baixo na pista eu andaria com minha doce mary And I realize that I was only dreaming, And I realize that I was only dreaming, cabelos dourados labios de cereja For there's a guard and a sad old padre, For there's a guard and a sad old padre, é bom tocar a verde verde grama do lar Arm in arm we'll walk at daybreak, Arm in arm we'll walk at daybreak, And at last I'll touch the green green grass of home. And at last I'll touch the green green grass of home. então eu andei e olhei ao meu redor (CHORUS) (CHORUS) para as quatro paredes cinzentas que me rodeavam e eu percebi que estava só sonhando

Composição: Claude Putman





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