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Riskin’ our lives
(Leonel Morgado)
Riskin’ our lives,
We are riskin’ our lives,
They are riskin’ our lives,
It all makes sense?
Cold-hearted thieves,
You are playing with the lives of our kids.
Cold-hearted thieves,
You are playing with the lives of our kin. |
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Jack the Ripper
(José António Silva)On a cold dark night,
A butcher attacks at sight.
A killer who seeks for blood
Will kill the one he loves.
The man who wants revenge
Will rip the fucking strange.
I’m Jack the Ripper.
A shadow who walks alone
And has ‘n mind its one;
The dead souls of the street
Are for him to keep.
They say the monster died,
I believe he’s still alive.
I’m Jack the Ripper.
Jack comes and goes,
In the dark of the night.
He kisses all the whores,
Then gives them a fight.
The Jews and the doctors
Will get all the blame,
But it’s only Jack,
Playing his dirty game.
I’m Jack the Ripper. |
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Believe
(José António Silva)You say too much,
You say you give,
But I don’t believe.
I don’t believe.
You promise life,
But death you give;
You promise health,
But pain inflict;
In your fucking lies I don’t believe,
...don’t believe.
You must take me,
If you want to live.
I don’t believe,
I don’t believe.
Just like a poison,
Running in my veins;
Just like this madness,
Turning me insane.
The only thing that from you I gain
... is the fucking pain.
You taste like shit
And death you give,
I believe.
I believe.
The right decision,
I can make:
The taste of death,
I don’t want to take,
‘cos I’m the one who chooses my fate,
...because I’m free.
I believe, I believe, I believe. |
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Infinito
(José António Silva /
Luís Salgueiro)===
Dedicada à memória do Tiago, a primeira alma dos Purgatório ===
Todo o homem é um sonho,
Todo o homem é um mito.
Tu não podes mais sonhar,
Tu estás morto, meu amigo.
Quando tu te foste embora,
Algo de mim foi contigo.
Perdemos o nosso sonho,
Para esse lugar maldito.
Vem, sonha comigo;
Vem, meu amigo.
Vem, sonha comigo;
Vem, meu amigo.
Todo o homem é um sonho;
E o teu sonho está comigo.
Está na hora de sonhar:
Porque tu vives, meu amigo.
Tu vives dentro de mim,
Tu vives dentro de nós.
De irmão para irmão te peço:
Olhai por todos nós.
Vem, sonha comigo;
Vem, meu amigo.
Vem, sonha comigo;
Vem, meu amigo.
Agora que o sonho vive,
Tu podes viver também.
Teu espírito está comigo,
Ele está com tua mãe.
Tu que voas com o dragão,
Nas asas do infinito;
E chamas o nosso nome,
Desse horrível lugar maldito.
Vem, sonha comigo;
Vem, meu amigo.
Vem, sonha comigo;
Vem, meu amigo. |
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Spirit Is
(Mike Scott [Waterboys])Man
gets tired, spirit don’t
Man surrenders, spirit won’t
Man crawls, spirit flies
Spirit lives when man dies
Man seems, spirit is
Man dreams, spirit lives
Man is tethered, spirit is free
What spirit is man can be. |
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Hate
(José António Silva)You’re the one I hate,
But I’m the one who’s fake.
You cannot be trust’d,
I’ll turn you into dust.
Your lies cannot blind me,
Can’t you see I’m free?
Can’t you see I’m free...?
Can’t you see I’m free?
This pain that cuts like steel,
This pain that seems so real:
A heart that cannot beat,
Locked inside the crypt.
Hate...the only thing I feel:
It seems so fucking real.
A thing that cannot beat
Locked inside a crypt.
My soul is yours to take.
It’s a cruel fate.
I will crawl to you...
My heart belongs to you.
Nightmares ‘r’ haunting me,
Hate’s the thing I see.
Pain is what I feel...
It seems so fucking real.
Hate, Hate the thing all around you
Hate, Hate the thing that looks at you
Hate, Hate the thing that you must do. |
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Wrong idea
(Luís Salgueiro)It’s all new,
But it’s so strange:
I must be happy,
But I still feel some rage.
It’s my strange way
That drives me insane;
I’m in my room,
Thinking something new.
I should be smiling,
Looking at the skies,
Remembering all these moments
And let t’spirit fly.
I’ve no wishes
To come true,
I think I’ve done
Everything.
This is cruel,
This must be wrong;
And I just need
To believe
That it’s a wrong idea
It’s a wrong idea
To think like I’m doing:
With a gun in my mouth,
Ready to be shooting.
In the limits
(Luís
Salgueiro/Leonel Morgado)
Since all of my dreams Don't stop
dying I'm on the limit of agony And I don't know what to do
My soul is enclosed In this suffering body That
death will free From the agony I've been living
I always live in the limits I live them everyday I
see in nights and days Just pleasure and pain
<KARAOKE> Got somebody to
even the score But pain only grows Nothing really heals
me
Got somebody to treasure my
bore Nurture all [of] my soughs May they be
free </KARAOKE>
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