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Sérgio Mendes
Sérgio Mendes


Информация
Настоящее имя Sérgio Santos Mendes
Дата рождения 11 февраля 1941 г.
Место рождения Niterói, Rio de Janeiro, Brazil
Откуда Rio de Janeiro, Brazil
Жанры Samba
Latin Pop
Lounge
Soft Rock
Disco
Годы 1961—н.в.
Лейблы Elektra Records
Atlantic Records
Capitol Records
A&M Records
Concord Records



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with Brasil '77

1973
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Sou viramundo virado
Nas rondas da maravilha
Cortando a faca e facão
Os desatinos da vida
Gritando para assustar
A coragem da inimiga
Pulando pra não ser preso
Pelas cadeias da intriga
Prefiro ter toda a vida
A vida como inimiga
A ter na morte da vida
Minha sorte decidida

Sou viramundo virado
Pelo mundo do sertão
Mas inda viro este mundo
Em festa, trabalho e pão
Virado será o mundo
E viramundo verão
O virador deste mundo
Astuto, mau e ladrão
Ser virado pelo mundo
Que virou com certidão
Ainda viro este mundo
Em festa, trabalho e pão

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Well, I think I'm going out of my head
Yes, I think I'm going out of my head
Over you
Over you
I want you to want me, I need you so badly
I can't think of anything but you

And I think I'm going out of my head
Yes, I think I'm going out of my head
Over you
Over you

I see you each morning
But you just walk past me
You don't even know that I exist

Goin' out of my head over you
Out of my head over you
Out of my head day and night
Night and day and night
Wrong or right

I must think of a way
Into your heart
There's no reason why
My being shy
Should keep us apart
And I think I'm going out of my head
Yes, I think I'm going out of my head

Goin' out of my head over you
Out of my head over you
Out of my head day and night
Night and day and night
Wrong or right
Night and day and night
Wrong or right
Day or night
Everyday, every, every day

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Tall and tan and young and lovely
The girl from Ipanema goes walking
And when she passes each one she passes goes ahh

When she walks it's like a samba
That swings so cool and sways so gently
That when she passes each one she passes goes ahh

Oh, but I watch her so sadly
How can I tell her I love her
Yes, I would give my heart gladly
But each day when she walks to the sea
She looks straight ahead not at me

Tall and tan and young and lovely
The girl from Ipanema goes walking
And when she passes I smile
But she doesn't see
She just doesn't see
No, she doesn't see

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É hora
É hora

É hora de roda

Jogo a vida
Jogo a tarde
Jogo a faca e a razão
Jogo o mundo à sua sorte
E a mentira eu jogo ao chão
A roda vai rodar
Eu jogo o meu amor então
E se eu quiser
Entro na roda e vou rodar também
Na roda e vou rodar também

Vira a roda
Roda o tempo
Nasce um samba em minha mão
Olha a praia, chama o vento
Abra os braços e a canção
Eu sei aonde estou
E sei aonde é que eu quero ir
E quem quiser
Entre na roda e vá rodar também
Na roda e vá rodar também

Ah, meu amor o mundo assim não pode ser
É só tristeza e noite pra se ver
Sozinho estou no mundo em que o mal é rei
E o meu canto vem fora de lei
Ah, meu amor vem pra perto de mim cantar
Que nessa roda a dor vai se entregar
A minha voz é fraca mas em meu olhar
Um novo mundo roda sem parar
Sem parar
Sem parar
A rodar
A rodar
A rodar
A rodar

E assim . . .

Ganho o Norte
Ganho a vida
Ganho um samba de cordâo
Tenho a noite já vencida
Na palma da minha mão
O samba já chegou
Canta a tristeza até também
E o teu amor
Samba na roda do meu coração
Na roda do meu coração
Samba na roda do meu coração

É hora
É hora

É hora de roda

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Day after day alone on the hill
The man with the foolish grin
Is keeping perfectly still
But nobody wants to know him
They can see that he's just a fool
And he never gives an answer
But the fool on the hill
Sees the sun going down
And the eyes in his head
See the world spinning around

Well on his way his head in a cloud
The man of a thousand voices
Talking percetly loud
But nobody ever hears him
Or the sound he appears to make
And he never seems to notice
But the fool on the hill
Nobody seems to like him
They can tell what he wants to do
And he never shows his feelings
But the fool on the hill

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Woke up, it was a Chelsea morning
And the first thing that I heard
Was a song outside my window
And the traffic wrote the words
It came ringing up like christmas bells
And rapping up like pipes and drums

Oh, won't you stay we'll put on the day
And we'll wear it 'till the night comes

Woke up, it was a Chelsea morning
And the first thing that I saw
Was the sun through yellow curtains
And a rainbow on the wall
Blue, red, green and gold to welcome you
Crimson crystal beads to beckon

Oh, won't you stay we'll put on the day
There's a sun show every second.

Now the curtain opens on a portrait of today
And the streets are paved with passersby
And pigeons fly, and papers lie
Waiting to blow away

Woke up, it was a Chelsea morning
And the first thing that I knew
There was milk and toast and honey
And a bowl of orangejuice too
And the sun poured in like butterscotch
And stuck to all my senses
Oh, wont you stay we'll put on the day
And we'll talk in present tenses

When the cuntain closes
And the rainbow runs away
I will bring you incense owls by night
By candlelight, by two jewellight
If only you will stay
Pretty baby won't you
Wake up, it is a Chelsea morning

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Sometimes in Winter
I gaze into the streets
And walk through snow and city sleet
Behind your room

Sometimes in Winter
Forgotten memories
Remember you behind the trees
With leaves that cried

By the window once I waited for you
Laughing slightly you would run
Trees alone would shield us in the meadow
Makin' love in the evening sun

Now you're gone girl
And the lamp posts call your name
I can hear them
In the spring of frozen rain
Now you're gone girl
And the time's slowed down till dawn
It's a cold room
And the walls ask where you've gone

Sometimes In Winter
I love you when the good times
Seem like memories in the spring
That never came

Sometimes In Winter
I wish the empty streets
Would fill with laughter
From the tears that ease my pain

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Oaria raio
Oba Oba Oba
Oaria raio
Oba Oba Oba

mas que nada
black eyed peas came in to make it hotter
we beat the party starters
bubblin up just like lava
like lava heat it like a sauna
penetrating into your body armor
rhythmically we message ya
with hip hop mixed up with samba
with samba so yes yes yall
you know we never stop
we never rest yall
the black eyed peas are keeping it funky fressh yall
and we wont stop until we get you, til we get you

Oaria raio
Oba Oba Oba
Oaria raio
Oba Oba Oba

peter piper picked peppers but Tab rocked ryhmes
1,2,3 for several times
heavy rotation made by every kind
of radio stations blessing every mind
and we crossing boundaries like everyday
tu papi papi pair to the r n b
we got we got tab magnification tab magnafied
like every day
so yes yes yall
you know we never stop we never rest yall yall
the black eyed peas are keeping it funky fressh yall
and we wont stop until we get you, til we get you sayin

Oaria raio
Oba Oba Oba (la la la la la)
Oaria raio
Oba Oba Oba

drop hot hot be my daily operation
got to put a right in this crazy occupation
gotta keep it movin' thats the motivation
gotta ride the waves and keep a tight relation
with my team keeping moving and doing it right
i've been in a lab every day til daylight
thats the way things move in this monkey business
we took a old samba song and remixed it

Mas que nada
Sai da minha frente
Eu quero passar
Pois o samba esta animado
O que eu quero e sambar
Este samba
Que e misto de maracatu
E samba de preto velho
Samba de preto tu
mas que nada, we gonna make you feel lil hotter
peas and Sergio Mendes heating up sambaaaa
badabababababaaaaaa
sergio play your piano sergio play your yo yo yo yo piano (echoing)
check it out

Oaria raio
Oba Oba Oba (la la la la la)
Oaria raio
Oba Oba Oba (la la la la la)
Oaria raio
Oba Oba Oba
Este samba
Que e misto de maracatu
E samba de preto velho
Samba de preto tu (la la la la la)

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The look of love is in your eyes
A look that time can't disguise
The look of love is saying so much more
Than just words could ever say
And what my heart has heard
Well, it takes my breath away

I can hardly wait to hold you, feel my arms around you
How long I have waited, waited just to love you
Now that I have found you

You've got the look of love, it's on your face
A look that time can't erase
Be mine tonight, let this be just the start
Of so many nights like this
Let's take a lover's vow and then seal it with a kiss

I can hardly wait to hold you, feel my arms around you
How long I have waited, waited just to love you
Now that I have found you, don't ever go

Don't ever go, don't ever go
Don't ever go, don't ever go
Don't ever go, don't ever go
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