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A Música Portuguesa

Em terras Em todas as fronteiras Seja bem vindo quem vier por bem Se alguém houver que não queira Trá-lo contigo também

A Música Portuguesa

Em terras Em todas as fronteiras Seja bem vindo quem vier por bem Se alguém houver que não queira Trá-lo contigo também

 

Letra

 

Corleone, Richie Campbell
Everything in life is a gamble
Me ago fly away one fine day

What a day,
Things inna me life start to come my way
Pack up everything me a go fly away
From all the evil and all the gun play
To god I pray

What a day,
Things inna me life start to come my way
Pack up everything me a go fly away
From all the evil and all the gun play
To god I pray

So me work round the clock because the Money haffi come
Me nuh take the easy road and the bridges never burn
From me born me madda tell me listen to me son,
Don’t make me see you out a road with long gun
Lord, don’t let me fall on me head
Guide me through the hills and the valley of death
Save me from the shadows give me light instead
Protect me life jah jah

What a day,
Things inna me life start to come my way
Pack up everything me a go fly away
From all the evil and all the gun play
To god I pray  


What a day,
Things inna me life start to come my way
Pack up everything me a go fly away
From all the evil and all the gun play
To god I pray 

Anybody weh say it easy then a lie them a lie,
If a that them say that means them never had fi try,
Me never have nobody give me nothing in me life
Everything me own me buy me never beg fi get a bligh
Lord, save me from temptation,
Show the best way in every situation,
And save me family from starvation
Don’t let me live in frustation

What a day,
Things inna me life start to come my way
Pack up everything me a go fly away
From all the evil and all the gun play
To god I pray


What a day,
Things inna me life start to come my way
Pack up everything me a go fly away
From all the evil and all the gun play
To god I pray 

Nothing beat a trier but a failure
So me put my trust inna the savior,
And by the sweat of my brow I shall break bread,
So me nah go covit my neighbour.
So I keep my head above water,
And nuh dwell pon things weh me shorter,
Give a thanks and praise fi things me do have,
Lift up me voice to the father

What a day,
Things inna me life start to come my way
Pack up everything me a go fly away
From all the evil and all the gun play
To god I pray

What a day,
Things inna me life start to come my way
Pack up everything me a go fly away
From all the evil and all the gun play
To god I pray

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