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Why do we always feel the shame

When they are the ones full of greed and lust

Poor, ignorant people, there is no one else to blame

They play with your mind and with your trust

Everyone is blind, no one can see straight

WAR, TERROR, NATURAL DISASTERS, that is what they had

To scare us, they use the media as bait

Can't you see people? Is everyone going mad?

Profit is all they care, can't you see it so?

See what they've destroyed, we've suffered the extreme

Nobody seem to care about the world woes

All people care about is the american dream

if you think in the world all is well

                                                    You have to realize we actually live in hell          

mother nature

All that glitters is not stars.

From the top of this cliff

I can hear mother nature's voice

Whirring through the clouds

Coming down like a storm.

Mother nature is trying to alert us

Of all the damage we are causing her

Isn't it time we stopped

Destroying nature and started

Preserving it?

There she lays, in this uncomfortable sofa of a hotel room

half-naked so much beauty in a sleep that's almost innocent

She is the kind of woman that sparkles desire

full of mysteries that she doesn't even know is there

I can seat here for hours just admiring her remembering what just
happened
between us so much passion.

What is she dreaming about?I keep wondering... where will she go after
here?

Who will she be with? even tough I've just met her, I kind of feel
jealous
just thinking about it but

I shouldn't

I don't even know her feelings

I'm probably just one more man on her list oh! I just can't stop
looking at
her her curves her face

Her hair...

she has everything a man likes and she is making me crazy just thinking
What I could do with her

for her

Maybe I'll just immortalise her in a painting this way I can have her
just
for me

Would she mind being painted?

would she get angry?

Maybe she'd like to be my muse. a muse, that's what she is

My muse with the body of a goddess and the taste of a sweet fruit that
you
can only taste once, that unforgettable taste that becomes a bit Bitter
When you know you can't have it anymore that's what I'll do! I'm going
to
paint her

Portrait all her beauty in this old hotel room

make this moment last forever

Then I'll never forget what a wonderful afternoon we had and if I Never
see
her again

I'll have this painting to remind me.

I'm all Brazilian sounds

His slightly calloused hands

Play me his new songs

And they are fresh and live like the Amazon jungle

will you

play me that song you've promised?

He just plays and plays

Looking at me

Smiling his smile

He just plays and plays

Smiling his smile

Looking at me

Should we go back?

I'm all

Brazilian sounds

Caressing the strings

His long fingers

I miss you so much!

It is a shame you had to go.

I wish I could have given you

Everything but you know how

Life is, don't you?

You want desperately to come back.

I want it too but at the same time

I think it is better if you stayed

Where you are.

Life will be much easier for you there,

And it is not easy here.

Sometimes I want to go home

And stay with you.

You know we can't live together.

It just doesn't work.

I love you more than anything

But I think it is best

When you have your house

And I have mine.

This way there will be

No fights or arguments.

Just love and happy moments

Whenever we meet again

We live in 1984

all we see in the media is double speak

people are getting arrested for though-crime

 mass mind control, it begins when we are born

 we live under constant surveillance, oyster cards, cameras

 everywhere you go, 'big brother is watching you',

nobody seems to care,

'if you have nothing to hide' is the common answer

loss of privacy

enslavement of the mind

no freedom of speech

we are doomed and there's more to come

things beyond imagination

we really live in a sick world

but don't listen to me, go back

and watch tv.

Mixing Songs

The sun is out

And the wind is blowing hard

So we stay inside

A Chameleon is being tattooed on my arm

Little girl playing on the floor

Laughter surrounds us

Funny things are being said

Everything we do, she wants too

Look auntie, Dorothy also has a tattoo

Isn't she so cute?

But the pain is now filling my brain

She looks at me wild eyed

Smiles and strokes my hair

Don't worry, she says

When you are done, you just have to eat

And it will all be fine

She's two and a half, so smart

She talks like a tagarela

Blending languages

Nao fecha seus eyes

And we all laugh and we are done

Que lindo! She says looking

At my green Chameleon

Auntie, will you sit next to me in the car?

She grabs my hand and this way we walk

She sings the whole way home

Mixing songs until she's asleep