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Breath Your Life
04:21
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Dragging yourself
To do what you hate
Breathe your life
Before it's too late
I’m sick of waiting for decision
We are getting old in our visions
Is there a lot, or not, to believe in?
Is it a dead tree, or just a seed?
Distrusting forever
Is not the way to make it better
Words of pain
Is the hell that we build again
by Eduardo Ribeiro
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Shiver
04:24
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Waiting to see yourself
Running all
Around the world
Just this size is enough
One thousand years
And the second is now
Will be back without fear
Have no reason for it
I'll show you this way, and
When recognize the sound of your voice
Shiver
Heaven is not sometimes, perfect
I can feel, it’s your sense
Now I can feel
Will be all right
Have no reason for the end
Recognize the sound of your voice
Shiver
by Eduardo Ribeiro
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Someone
05:04
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She's looking at me, with your sovereign look
My shelf is enriched by the books
One million instruments on the ground
And my hope is written as scrawl
My beer is getting warm by my side
People look at me, and I don’t know why
Are the only who like my songs
Because I really don’t like anyone, or someone
Everyday I go to sleep, after 3 am
All that I do gladly, you complain
Try to blame me with your anchor chain, of words
Try the pain off my sins, all in someone
Why don’t you let me think?
Why don’t you let me live?
Cause everything is for you too
I struggle with what I do, to someone
by Eduardo Ribeiro
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Crucified by Love
03:46
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Looking at the telephone
Waiting for a message or call
I'm shy , but when I’m with you
I feel I’m in heaven, and all befall
Can you see your fate?
In my eyes the flames
And the devil in my touch
All burn when you smile
Like sinners in fire
Dancing for you
Your eyes put a deep spell on my soul
That splits my mind into reason and love
The pain, the hate , don’t kill my time
And I’m crucified by love
We just talk, using the eyes
And our spirit in the same light
I don’t mind about my time
You are the colors of my life
by Eduardo Ribeiro
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5. |
Constant Sorrow
05:19
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Constant sorrow
I gave up my past
Ripping off all the pages
Crying on my own, road
Don’t have any beer song
To help me in my truth
I don't see any shooting star
My sky isn't blue
Only forward tomorrow
Don’t have more games
Constant sorrow, but
Your sins I don't borrow
Don’t change my way
I sing like the crows
'cause I don't betray myself
I have my own fate
I wasn't born to be bait
Don’t have any beer song
To help me in my truth
I don't see any shooting star
My sky isn't blue
by Eduardo Ribeiro
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6. |
By My Side
02:59
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In a word of chaos and hate
Everybody trying to be in the tape
There's no way to satisfy all desires
And keep humanity alive
People see what they want it's true
Sacrifying all the beauty for sure
Just to be a little safe in their lies
All too afraid to even try
Doesnt matter what music you like
Neither who or where you've been in your life
If you're true i'll know and make it be cool
This is all we've got on this fucking ride
Take a sit and let's drink one more night
Light that thing and lets fly to the sky
Drop your shit and forget all your cries
'Cause I just want you by my side
by Lucas Oliveira
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Whisper Help
02:42
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I have flames in my eyes
I have devil in my touch
When I talk to you
The whispers tell me what to do, to sin
I give you cold, no butterflies
I give desire, without lies
Confuse your mind
And I make you blind
Whisper Help
I felt your fire, burning me
You hold your breath
Because you can't
'cause you just
Won’t kiss me...but I see...
Intentional acts,
Innocently masked
I like the fact
That I'm in this trap
But you just look:
"This place you cannot go, you crook"
by Eduardo Ribeiro
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Rituals
04:01
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Tuning my banjo friend
Light a cigarette, looking at my tattoos
In the end of this lonely night
People already dead
Broken strings, moonshine
Cities that I go in, and never seen in light
Walking forward
I already played this before
People that call me, and need me even more
Vampires in my songs
All these complicated chords
Stars, moons, and candles
All this old ritual
by Eduardo Ribeiro
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Make Up
04:21
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She stare the mirror, washes all makeup
He is lonely sitting at the back of the club.
The ocean parts the eyes to look
And the mistakes already hurt and shook
I live in years by my days
Learning fast in all this way
Believe me, I know where to find the key.
I already lived, who do you want me to be?
I fly the world
I walk these floors
Did I hurt you?
So when I'm home
Show me who's trying,
To deserve this love,
So I can fill your eyes
There is something new that you don’t know about
And you'll never know if you keep this doubt
So give up the hate and forget the pain.
Decide our ways and create our fate
by Eduardo Ribeiro
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Anajs
05:45
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11. |
Lean On Me
03:22
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If they are by your side
Why do you feel superior
I do not exclude any race
I do not judge, any of this
cause I am against the chases
Peace has no price
I don’t roll the dice
I don’t decide your life
If you're good to me
I'll be good to you.
cause we are the same crew
Ohhh, lean on me, my friend.
If you're the last
Remember your past
Your best friends giving you a hand
We are this friend
Not only a band
And we try to expand, this
by Eduardo Ribeiro
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Caldroun
05:57
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I can feel, the light in a distance
Surrounding me like the shadow of the night
The hooves are pounding, are pounding and pounding here
Caring me home, to the other side
Why don’t these times pass me by
Why do we give up at the port
I keep asking why?
Because life is so short, life is so short ...
trembling flags in the winds,
And the frogs are in the woods.
For the smell of the sea, and the taste of the booze
By the angels wings
And the demons at the roof
By the witches in the sky
For the questions and profes, I wonder why?
And I feel, the fresh of the new
The Caldroun steel, warming the deal
by Eduardo Ribeiro and Viviane Alves
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13. |
Guerreiros do Submundo
02:51
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Puramente mistos, da selva os bichos
No escuro podemos enxergar
Preto, branco e vermelho,
Nós somos guerreiros , e nós não tememos lutar
Vivemos na margem da sociedade,
Sem recursos e com poucos direitos
Mas não devo, não temo, Não vivo em segredo
Os Guerreiros, do Mundo Terceiro
Guerra e corrupção, Qual sua pontuação
Quantos mortos tem ali no chão?
Ditador covarde, um porco atrás da grade
Um troféu pra nossa coleção
Deus ou Diabo, não adianta orar
O seu erro vai ter que pagar
Vem pra nossa armadilha e perca sua vida
Ou vá embora pra não mas voltar
Vivemos na margem da sociedade,
Sem recursos e com poucos direitos
Mas não devo, não temo, Não vivo em segredo
Os Guerreiros, do Mundo Terceiro
Nós somos Guerreiros, e não nos rendemos.
by Eduardo Ribeiro
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14. |
Barutcha Kreputcha
02:56
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by Marlon Apolinário
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15. |
Them Old Crap
03:10
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I'm lost, no norte do Paraná
I enter and already fuck my mind
Cause Im in that hillbilly highway
Traveling so far just for food, real country and brotherhood
Listening Hank, and playing Bob Wayne
Run the Pick Up Ford with Nahem
Jimme and Tiro waiting us
And Im going with bus
And now, I'm feelling fine, drinking beer everytime
Homemade cigs are friends of mine
Escape the pigs and run the lines
Hey Lucas, turn on the Rat
Marmota, dont forget your beck
Riding and thinking in your dimebag
Cause tonight, play Them Old Crap
by Eduardo Ribeiro
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Them Old Crap Londrina, Brazil
Undergrass (BR)
They built a new way to present the Bluegrass, blending their energetic style
with beautiful details in their slow songs.
They released in 2015 their first album, “OLD MAN”,distributed by the German Label “Broken Neck Records”. With 3 consecutive years of European Tours, accounting more than 100 gigs outside Brazil.
Now in 2017 released a new album called "Galeria Fantasma"
... more
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