Nirvana - Smells like teen spirit

Load up on guns and bring your friends
It's fun to lose and to pretend
She's over bored and self assured
Oh no, I know a dirty word

Hello, hello, hello, how low
Hello, hello, hello, how low
Hello, hello, hello, how low
Hello, hello, hello...

With the lights out it's less dangerous
Here we are now, entertain us
I feel stupid and contagious
Here we are now, entertain us

A mulatto, an albino, a mosquito, my libido
Yeah!

I'm worse at what I do best
And for this gift I feel blessed
Our little group has always been
And always will until the end

Hello, hello, hello, how low
Hello, hello, hello, how low
Hello, hello, hello, how low
Hello, hello, hello...

With the lights out it's less dangerous
Here we are now, entertain us
I feel stupid and contagious
Here we are now, entertain us

A mulatto, an albino, a mosquito, my libido
Yeah!

And I forget just why I taste
Oh yeah, I guess it makes me smile
I found it hard, it's hard to find
Oh well, whatever, nevermind

Hello, hello, hello, how low
Hello, hello, hello, how low
Hello, hello, hello, how low
Hello, hello, hello...

With the lights out it's less dangerous
Here we are now, entertain us
I feel stupid and contagious
Here we are now, entertain us

A mulatto, an albino, a mosquito, my libido
A denial, a denial, a denial, a denial, a denial
A denial, a denial, a denial, a denial...

Luísa Sobral - Not there yet

I see a tree
I see a house
I see children playing
Going inside and out

I see sunflowers everywhere
And a big scarecrow
With a hat on his head

But I’m not there yet
But someday I’ll be
And I’m not there yet
We’ll see

Will you ask me
To go inside?
Will you hold me and dance?
Will you lay down by my side?
Be there forever ’till we die?

But you’re not there yet
But someday you’ll be
And you’re not there yet
We’ll see

Will we have a sunday picnic?
Will the boys wear blue and the girls wear pink?
Will we travel around the world?
Will we make everybody watch our family slideshows?

But we’re not there yet
But someday, someday we’ll be
And we’re not there yet
We’ll see

And we’re not there yet
Maybe we’ll never, never be
And we’re not there yet
We’ll see

Radiohead - Street spirit (fade out)

Rows of houses, all bearing down on me
I can feel their blue hands touching me
All these things into position
All these things we'll one day swallow whole
And fade out again
And fade out

This machine will, will not communicate
These thoughts and the strain I am under
Be a world child, form a circle
Before we all go under
And fade out again
And fade out again

Cracked eggs, dead birds
Scream as they fight for life
I can feel death, can see its beady eyes
All these things into position
All these things we'll one day swallow whole
And fade out again
And fade out again

Immerse your soul in love
Immerse your soul in love

Silence 4 - Angel song

This is me with another nervous breakdown
My pressure dropped, this body went with it
Memory fails, I'm feeling claustrophobic
I scream my silent pain in this big plain
There's no one here
Tell me who is there now
Who is there with you?

I'm taking no calls unless it's her voice
I'm seeing no one unless it's her
I open the mailbox every hour
Maybe I'll hit the postman
I want to hear some love words
But not it that dyslexic voice
No I won't tear apart for you
But I was given no choice

I guess I was trying to keep me alive
But once I was dead there was nothing to do beside
Picking me up and lying me down
Waiting for some angel
To wake me and say to me
"Hello. Don't be scared. I want you to know, you're not dead."

Kiss me, is this a dream?
Should I believe it?
Please promise to me that I'm not going to get hurt this time.

Am I too good for you, am I just paranoid?
Should I get clinical ou should I speak louder?
Maybe I should close my eyes for years
And wait for the strongest feeling
Out of all of the feelings to raise from you.

Many years ago I had this dream about this girl
That came flying throw my window and whispered in my ear "you´re my boy".

I guess I was trying to keep me alive
But once I was dead there was nothing to do beside
Picking me up and lying me down
Waiting for some angel
To wake me and say to me
"Hello. Don't be scared. I want you to know, you're not dead."

Kiss me, is this a dream?
Should I believe it?
Please promise to me that I'm not going to get hurt this time.

Am I real? Are you real? Is this real? What's real?
Am I real? Are you real? Is this real? Tell me, what's real?

Arctic Monkeys - Crying Lightning

Outside the cafe by the cracker factory
You were practicing a magic trick
And my thoughts got rude as you talked and chewed
On the last of your pick and mix

You said "You're mistaken if you're thinking that I haven't been called 'cold' before"
As you bit into your strawberry lace
Then offered me your attention in the form of a gobstopper
It's all you had left and it was going to waste

Your pastimes, consisted of the strange
The twisted and deranged
And I loved that little game you had called
'Crying lightning'
And how you liked to aggravate the ice-cream man on rainy afternoons

The next time that I caught my own reflection
It was on its way to meet you
Thinking of excuses to postpone.
You never looked like yourself from the side
But your profile could not hide
The fact you knew I was approaching your throne.

With folded arms you occupied the bench like toothache,
Stood and puffed your chest out like you'd never lost a war
Although I tried so not to suffer the indignity of a reaction
There was no cracks to grasp or gaps to claw

And your past-times, consisted of the strange
And twisted and deranged
And I hate that little game you had called
'Crying lightning'
And how you like to aggravate the icky man on rainy afternoons

Uninviting
But not half as impossible as everyone assumes you are
'Crying Lightning'

Your past-times, consisted of the strange
And twisted and deranged
And I hate that little game you had called
Crying lightning
Crying lightning
Crying lightning
Crying lightning

Your past-times, consisted of the strange
And twisted and deranged
And I hate that little game you had called
Crying

Sérgio Godinho - O primeiro dia

A principio é simples, anda-se sozinho
passa-se nas ruas bem devagarinho
está-se bem no silêncio e no borborinho
bebe-se as certezas num copo de vinho
e vem-nos à memória uma frase batida
hoje é o primeiro dia do resto da tua vida
hoje é o primeiro dia do resto da tua vida

Pouco a pouco o passo faz-se vagabundo
dá-se a volta ao medo e dá-se a volta ao mundo
diz-se do passado que está moribundo
bebe-se o alento num copo sem fundo
e vem-nos à memória uma frase batida
hoje é o primeiro dia do resto da tua vida
hoje é o primeiro dia do resto da tua vida

E é então que amigos nos oferecem leito
entra-se cansado e sai-se refeito
luta-se por tudo o que se leva a peito
bebe-se, come-se e alguém nos diz: bom proveito
e vem-nos à memória uma frase batida
hoje é o primeiro dia do resto da tua vida
hoje é o primeiro dia do resto da tua vida

Depois vêm cansaços e o corpo fraqueja
olha-se para dentro e já pouco sobeja
pede-se o descanso, por curto que seja
apagam-se dúvidas num mar de cerveja
e vem-nos à memória uma frase batida
hoje é o primeiro dia do resto da tua vida
hoje é o primeiro dia do resto da tua vida

E enfim duma escolha faz-se um desafio
enfrenta-se a vida de fio a pavio
navega-se sem mar, sem vela ou navio
bebe-se a coragem até dum copo vazio
e vem-nos à memória uma frase batida
hoje é o primeiro dia do resto da tua vida
hoje é o primeiro dia do resto da tua vida

E entretanto o tempo fez cinza da brasa
e outra maré cheia virá da maré vazia
nasce um novo dia e no braço outra asa
brinda-se aos amores com o vinho da casa
e vem-nos à memória uma frase batida
hoje é o primeiro dia do resto da tua vida

Sade - Smooth operator

Diamond life, lover boy
He move in space with minimum waste and maximum joy
City lights and business nights
When you require streetcar desire for higher heights

No place for beginners or sensitive hearts
When sentiment is left to chance
No place to be ending but somewhere to start

No need to ask
He's a smooth operator
Smooth operator
Smooth operator
Smooth operator

Coast to coast, LA to Chicago, western male
Across the north and south, to Key Largo, love for sale

Face to face, each classic case
We shadow box and double cross
Yet need the chase

A license to love, insurance to hold
Melts all your memories and change into gold
His eyes are like angels but his heart is cold

No need to ask
He's a smooth operator
Smooth operator
Smooth operator
Smooth operator

Coast to coast, LA to Chicago, western male
Across the north and south, to Key Largo, love for sale

Smooth operator, smooth operator
Smooth operator, smooth operator
Smooth operator, smooth operator
Smooth operator, smooth operator
Smooth operator, smooth operator

Clã - Problema de expressão

Só p'ra dizer que te amo,
Nem sempre encontro o melhor termo,
Nem sempre escolho o melhor modo.

Devia ser como no cinema,
A língua inglesa fica sempre bem
E nunca atraiçoa ninguém.

O teu mundo está tão perto do meu
E o que digo está tão longe,
Como o mar está do céu.

Só p'ra dizer que te amo
Não sei porquê este embaraço
Que mais parece que só te estimo.

E até no momento em que digo que não quero,
E o que sinto por ti são coisas confusas.
E até parece que estou a mentir,
As palavras custam a sair,
Não digo o que estou a sentir.
Digo o contrário do que estou a sentir.

O teu mundo está tão perto do meu
E o que digo está tão longe,
Como o mar está do céu.

E é tão difícil dizer amor,
É bem melhor dizê-lo a cantar.

Por isso esta noite, fiz esta canção,
Para resolver o meu problema de expressão.
Ficar mais perto, bem mais de perto.
Ficar mais perto, bem mais de perto.

Adele - Rolling in the deep

There's a fire starting in my heart
Reaching a fever pitch and it's bringing me out the dark

Finally, I can see you crystal clear
Go ahead and sell me out and a I'll lay your shit bare

See how I'll leave with every piece of you
Don't underestimate the things that I will do

There's a fire starting in my heart
Reaching a fever pitch and it's bring me out the dark

The scars of your love remind me of us
They keep me thinking that we almost had it all

The scars of your love, they leave me breathless
I can't help feeling

We could have had it all
(You're gonna wish you never had met me)
Rolling in the deep
(Tears are gonna fall, rolling in the deep)
You had my heart inside of your hand
(You're gonna wish you never had met me)
And you played it to the beat
(Tears are gonna fall, rolling in the deep)

Baby, I have no story to be told
But I've heard one on you and I'm gonna make your head burn

Think of me in the depths of your despair
Make a home down there as mine sure won't be shared

The scars of your love remind me of us
(You're gonna wish you never had met me)
They keep me thinking that we almost had it all
(Tears are gonna fall, rolling in the deep)
The scars of your love, they leave me breathless
(You're gonna wish you never had met me)
I can't help feeling
(Tears are gonna fall, rolling in the deep)

We could have had it all
(You're gonna wish you never had met me)
Rolling in the deep
(Tears are gonna fall, rolling in the deep)
You had my heart inside of your hands
(You're gonna wish you never had met me)
And you played it to the beat
(Tears are gonna fall, rolling in the deep)

Could have had it all
Rolling in the deep
You had my heart inside of your hands
But you played it with a beating

Throw your soul through every open door
Count your blessings to find what you look for
Turn my sorrow into treasured gold
You'll pay me back in kind and reap just what you've sown

(You're gonna wish you never had met me)
We could have had it all
(Tears are gonna fall, rolling in the deep)
We could have had it all
(You're gonna wish you never had met me)
It all, it all, it all
(Tears are gonna fall, rolling in the deep)

We could have had it all
(You're gonna wish you never had met me)
Rolling in the deep
(Tears are gonna fall, rolling in the deep)
You had my heart inside of your hands
(You're gonna wish you never had met me)
And you played it to the beat
(Tears are gonna fall, rolling in the deep)

Could have had it all
(You're gonna wish you never had met me)
Rolling in the deep
(Tears are gonna fall, rolling in the deep)
You had my heart inside of your hands
(You're gonna wish you never had met me)

But you played it
You played it
You played it
You played it to the beat

Amor Electro - A Máquina

Saber o que fazer
Com isto a acontecer
Num caso como o meu
Ter o meu amor
Para dar e p’ra vender
Mas sei que vou ficar
Por ter o que eu não tenho
Eu sei que vou ficar

É de pedir aos céus
A mim, a ti e a Deus
Que eu quero ser feliz
É de pedir aos céus

Porque este amor é meu
E cedo vou saber
Que triste é viver
Que sina, ai, que amor

Já nem vou mais chorar
Gritar ligar voltar
A máquina parou
Deixou de tocar

Sentir e não mentir
Amar e querer ficar
Que pena é ver-te assim
Já sem saberes de ti

Rasguei o teu perdão
Quis ser o que já fui
Eu não vou mais fugir
A viagem começou

Porque este amor é meu
E cedo vou saber
Que triste é viver
Que sina, ai, que amor

Já nem vou mais chorar
Gritar ligar voltar
A máquina parou
Deixou de tocar

É de pedir aos céus
A mim, a ti e a Deus
Que eu quero é ser feliz
É de pedir aos céus

Porque este amor é teu
E eu já só vou amar
Que bom não acabou
A máquina acordou