Voce vai lembrar Quanto eu fui sonhar Um pais todo em flor Numa estrela Tanto tempo eu sei Ja se foi sem te alcancar Carrossel A girar em meu sonho
Vertaling: Da Weasel. Carousel.
Vertaling: Sergio Britto. Carousel.
Vertaling: Super Gelukkige. Carousel (Auto-lug).
I'll be the roundabout The words will make you out an' out You spend the day your way Call it morning driving Through the south In an' out the valley
Cars are cars all over the world Cars are cars all over the world Similarly made, similarly sold In a motorcade, abandoned when they're old Cars are cars
I can hear the breathing all around me Its sound is charmingly But to my merry-go-round Finding my way, reeling around Watching every sundown One day
She's from a world Of popcorn and candy Pony rides for a dime Little children laughing I'm from a world Of disappointments and confusions But I want
Groove it up, it's Friday night Time to have some fun, alright To know what's up I gotta reach an' pick up the phone Yeah, the answer's always Mick My
Too many screamers wearing a mask Too many dreamers looking for the ones that last Too many eyes looking for hope Too many tears looking for a way to
My little sister's in the front seat with an ice cream cone My ma's in the backseat sittin' all alone As my pa steers her slow out of the lot for a
Under the cover of night she crawls into sight Her skin is cold china white She's a dark angel wearing dark glasses Dark shadows under long false lashes
There are days that take too long It's those days I wish I had you right here in my arms I'm getting lonely I'm sick of waiting here for you I'm getting
Candy O, I need you Sunday dress, ruby ring Candy O, I need you so Could you help me in? Purple hum, assorted cards Razor lights you'll bring And all
Trumpets please I wanna welcome everybody to Killa season Dip, dip, dip Come and fuck with the set Dip, dip, dip Come and fuck with the set They tried
Swizz Beats:] Money, cars, clothes, hoes [x2] I'm from the ghetto so gimmie my money [Lil Wayne:] Mr Angel on the beat Young mula baby, and the devil
Who's gonna tell you when It's too late? Who's gonna tell you things Aren't so great? You can't go on Thinkin' nothing's wrong, ohh no Who's gonna drive
One too many times, I fell over you Once in a shadow, I finally grew And once in a night I dreamed you were there I canceled my flight from going nowhere
