Chramer, Gip Die Varwe Mir

Carl Orff

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Mascate, dá-me rouge And I feel that time's a wasted go para deixar minhas faces vermelhas, So where ya going to tommorrow ? And I see that these are lies to come ? Would you even care Olha para mim, moço! Deixa eu te agradar! Bons homens, amem mulheres dignas de amor! O amor enobrece o espírito e te dá honra! Olha para mim, moço! Deixa eu te agradar! Salve, mundo, tão rico de prazeres! Sempre te obedecerei ? Olha para mim, moço! Deixa eu te agradar!

And I feel it And I feel it

Where ya going for tommorrow Where ya going with that mask I found And I feel, and I feel When the dogs begin to smell her Will she smell alone

And I feel, so much depends on the weather So is it raining in your bedroom And I see, that these are the eyes of disarray Would you even care

And I feel it And she feels it

Where ya going to tommorrow Where ya going with that mask I found And I feel, and I feel When the dogs begin to smell her Will she smell alone

When the dogs do find her Got time, time, to wait for tomorrow To find it, to find it, to find it When the dogs do find her Got time, time, to wait for tomorrow To find it, to find it, to find it

Where ya going for tommorrow Where ya going with that mask I found And I feel, and I feel When the dogs begin to smell her Will she smell alone

When the dogs do find her Got time, time, to wait for tomorrow To find it, to find it, to find it When the dogs do find her Got time, time, to wait for tomorrow To find it, to find it, to find it To find it To find it To find it

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