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10 fevereiro 2016

[1443] Late Ash Wed evening (2): música do mundo


"Ain't Got No...I've Got Life", Nina Simone:


Ain't got no home, ain't got no shoes
Ain't got no money, ain't got no class
Ain't got no skirts, ain't got no sweaters
Ain't got no perfume, ain't got no love
Ain't got no faith

Ain't got no culture
Ain't got no mother, ain't got no father
Ain't got no brother, ain't got no children
Ain't got no aunts, ain't got no uncles
Ain't got no love, ain't got no mind

Ain't got no country, ain't got no schooling
Ain't got no friends, ain't got no nothing
Ain't got no water, ain't got no air
Ain't got no smokes, ain't got no chicken
Ain't got no...

Ain't got no water
Ain't got no love
Ain't got no air
Ain't got no God
Ain't got no wine
Ain't got no money
Ain't got no faith
Ain't got no God
Ain't got no love

Then what have I got
Why am I alive anyway?
Yeah, hell
What have I got
Nobody can take away

I got my hair, got my head
Got my brains, got my ears
Got my eyes, got my nose
Got my mouth
I got my...
I got myself

I got my arms, got my hands
Got my fingers, got my legs
Got my feet, got my toes
Got my liver
Got my blood

I've got life
I've got lives

I've got headaches, and toothaches,
And bad times too like you

I got my hair, got my head
Got my brains, got my ears
Got my eyes, got my nose
Got my mouth
I got my smile

I got my tongue, got my chin
Got my neck, got my boobs
Got my heart, got my soul
Got my back
I got my sex

I got my arms, got my hands
Got my fingers, got my legs
Got my feet, got my toes
Got my liver
Got my blood

I've got life
I've got my freedom
Ohhh
I've got life!

[1442] Late Ash Wednesday evening: música do mundo

"Sinnerman", Nina Simone:

Oh sinnerman, where you gonna run to?
Sinnerman, where you gonna run to?
Where you gonna run to?
All along dem day
Well I run to the rock, please hide me
I run to the rock, please hide me
I run to the rock, please hide me, lord
All along dem day
But the rock cried out, I can't hide you
The rock cried out, I can't hide you
The rock cried out, I ain't gonna hide you guy
All along dem day
I said, rock, what's a matter with you rock?
Don't you see I need you, rock?
Lord, lord, lord
All along dem day
So I run to the river, it was bleedin'
I run to the sea, it was bleedin'
I run to the sea, it was bleedin'
All along dem day
So I run to the river, it was boilin'
I run to the sea, it was boilin'
I run to the sea, it was boilin'
Along dem day
So I run to the lord, please hide me lord
Don't you see me prayin'?
Don't you see me down here prayin'?
But the lord said, go to the devil
The lord said, go to the devil
He said, go to the devil
All along dem day
So I ran to the devil, he was waitin'
I ran to the devil, he was waitin'
Ran to the devil, he was waitin'
All on that day
I cried -
Power! 
(Power to da lord)
Bring down
(Power to da lord)
Power! 
(Power to da lord)

Oh yeah, woh yeah, woh yeah
Well I run to the river, it was boilin'
I run to the sea, it was boilin'
I run to the sea, it was boilin'
All along dem day
So I ran to the lord
I said, lord hide me, please hide me
Please help me
Along dem day
He said, child, where were you
When you oughta been prayin'?
I said, lord, lord, hear me prayin'
Lord, lord, hear me prayin'
Lord, lord, hear me prayin'
All along dem day
Sinnerman you oughta be prayin'
Oughta be prayin', sinnerman
Oughta be prayin'
All on that day
I cried
Power! 
(Power to da lord)
Go down
(Power to da lord)
Power! 
(Power to da lord)
Power, power, lord
Don't you know I need you lord
Don't you know that I need you
Don't you know that I need you
Power, lord!

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