Bom Dia Vietnã 2
Puro Suco
Good Morning Vietnam 2
This one I made to remember that the smile
Comes from inside out
Joy has no time
Tears that evaporate
Poor is the one who doesn't cry
Doesn't know that feeling
Grows with time's action
I want to be an example one day
But for that to happen
That I recognize the sentence
And forgive all my mistakes
Please, excuse me, sir
What is good, I want double
The triple royal is in the game
The court recognizes its fool
Jokes in such serious moments
MK, seriously, messed with the stereo's terror
Now the atmosphere got strange
My head doesn't stop
I unraveled the mystery of the Novos Baianos
The sun king rises around 5:00 and throws a lilac Djavan in my face
Yesterday I asked for a crazy blue sky that was born again, Iansã blew
The first stretch of the morning
The first little coffee of the morning
Good morning Vietnam!
The sun king rises around 5:00 and throws a lilac Djavan in my face
Yesterday I asked for a crazy blue sky that was born again, Iansã blew
The first stretch of the morning
The first little coffee of the morning
Good morning Vietnam!
The sound is fucking great but it will get better
A little bossa in your taste
I've crossed deserts on horseback and with a sword
But this musketeer, you don't see flies
A cold shower just to refresh
My ideas, my life, my loyalty
My family, my mischief
Get the 25 there, the ganja will run out
Carcará flies, kills, eats but won't die of hunger
Will do what needs to be done
I said I would save the world and I did
But first I'll make my coffee
The morning that brings the day
An afternoon changes a night
A second changes a life in the lines
Neto told me
Under the Sun King
There will always be some men who make the laws
There will always be some men who break the laws
Either you get scared or you scare
I lay down peacefully on the pillow
I pray for the whole day
I dream of a world without despair
And I do my best in the morning
The sun king rises around 5:00 and throws a lilac Djavan in my face
Yesterday I asked for a crazy blue sky that was born again, Iansã blew
The first stretch of the morning
The first little coffee of the morning
Latin American!
