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Quatro anos de trabalho duro!Neste mês de maio fizemos quatro anos no ar. Continuamos trabalhando na divulgação deste maravilhoso instrumento, obrigado por participar da nossa história!
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[Verse 1]
Am G Am
I cried when the moon was murmuring to the birds:
Am G Em
"Let peewit call and curlew cry where they will,
G Am Em Am
I long for your merry and tender and pitiful words,
G Am Em Am
For the roads are unending, and there is no place to my mind."
Am G Am
The honey-pale moon lay down on the sleepy hill,
Am G Em
And I fell asleep upon lonely Echtge of streams.
G Am Em Am
No boughs have withered because of the wintry wind;
G Am
No, the boughs have withered because,
Em Am
I have told them my dreams.
[Verse 2]
Am G Am
I know of the leafy paths that the witches take
Am G Em
Who come with their crowns of pearl and their spindles of wool,
G Am Em Am
And their secret smile, out of the depths of the lake;
G Am Em Am
I know where a dim moon drifts, and where the Danann kind
Am G Am
Wind and unwind dancing when the light grows cool
Am G Em
On the island lawns, their feet where the pale foam gleams.
G Am Em Am
No boughs have withered because of the wintry wind;
G Am
No, the boughs have withered because,
Em Am
I have told them my dreams.
[Verse 3]
Am G Am
I know of the sleepy country, where swans fly round
Am G Em
Coupled with golden chains, and sing as they fly.
G Am Em Am
A king and a queen are wandering there, and the sound
G Am Em Am
Has made them so happy and hopeless, so deaf and so blind
Am G Am
With wisdom, they wander till the years have gone by;
Am G Em
I know, and the curlew and peewit on the Echtge of streams.
G Am Em Am
No boughs have withered because of the wintry wind;
G Am
No, the boughs have withered because,
Em Am
I have told them my dreams.
[Verse 1]
Am G Am
I cried when the moon was murmuring to the birds:
Am G Em
"Let peewit call and curlew cry where they will,
G Am Em Am
I long for your merry and tender and pitiful words,
G Am Em Am
For the roads are unending, and there is no place to my mind."
Am G Am
The honey-pale moon lay down on the sleepy hill,
Am G Em
And I fell asleep upon lonely Echtge of streams.
G Am Em Am
No boughs have withered because of the wintry wind;
G Am
No, the boughs have withered because,
Em Am
I have told them my dreams.
[Verse 2]
Am G Am
I know of the leafy paths that the witches take
Am G Em
Who come with their crowns of pearl and their spindles of wool,
G Am Em Am
And their secret smile, out of the depths of the lake;
G Am Em Am
I know where a dim moon drifts, and where the Danann kind
Am G Am
Wind and unwind dancing when the light grows cool
Am G Em
On the island lawns, their feet where the pale foam gleams.
G Am Em Am
No boughs have withered because of the wintry wind;
G Am
No, the boughs have withered because,
Em Am
I have told them my dreams.
[Verse 3]
Am G Am
I know of the sleepy country, where swans fly round
Am G Em
Coupled with golden chains, and sing as they fly.
G Am Em Am
A king and a queen are wandering there, and the sound
G Am Em Am
Has made them so happy and hopeless, so deaf and so blind
Am G Am
With wisdom, they wander till the years have gone by;
Am G Em
I know, and the curlew and peewit on the Echtge of streams.
G Am Em Am
No boughs have withered because of the wintry wind;
G Am
No, the boughs have withered because,
Em Am
I have told them my dreams.
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