When a storm is coming eagles avoid it by flying above it-wish I could do the same <3

The Eagle

Quero divulgar e materializar essa canção tão tradicional na nossa família para as novas (e não tão novas) gerações .
Remeteu-me ao que deve ter sido Fiais da Telha na época dos nossos antepassados. Um hino de resistência, determinação e sonhos.
Esse hino tem autoria incerta, mas existe a possibilidade de que tenha sido escrito por meu avô, Sr. Albertino Bizarra. 
Seja como for, já me conectou com sua história (e a de nossa família).

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Letra:
Ai ao mar, isto é que não
Ai ao mar, isto é que não
Somos artistas, vamos ganhar pão
Somos artistas, vamos ganhar pão

Vamos ganhar pão, aqui nesta terra
Vamos ganhar pão, aqui nesta terra
Vamos em marcha, vamos para guerra
Vamos em marcha, vamos para guerra

Vamos para guerra, vamos guerrear
Vamos para guerra, vamos guerrear
Vamos em marcha, todos a marchar
Vamos em marcha, todos a marchar

Vamos a marchar, somos como os mares
Vamos a marchar, somos como os mares
VIVA A NOSSA TERRA, TERRA DOS FIAIS
VIVA A NOSSA TERRA, TERRA DOS FIAIS

Hino dos Fiais da Telha

Lyrics:

Remember when we were good friends? 
You were my brother, I was yours
We were at ease with one another
We knew we had each other's backs
But we've let life follow its path
We're now no more than facebook friends 
I've seen the nice places you've been to 
But no longer know the real you
I want to know who you've become, old friend 
What brought you here to who you are today 
You know, we can't go back in time
But we can grab a pint
Share some stories
Share some laughs
And a chance to reconnect
I want to know who you've become, old friend 
What brought you here to who you are today 
You know, we can't go back in time
But we can grab a pint
Share some stories
Share some laughs
And a chance to reconnect

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Tradução:
Título: Carta a um amigo que não vejo há tempos

Lembra de quando éramos bons amigos? 
Você era meu irmão, eu era seu 
Estávamos à vontade um com o outro 
Sabíamos que éramos cúmplices
Mas deixamos a vida seguir seu rumo 
Agora somos não mais do que amigos de Facebook
Eu vi os lugares legais em que você esteve 
Mas não conheço mais o verdadeiro você

Eu quero saber quem você se tornou, velho amigo
O que te trouxe aqui a quem você é hoje 
Você sabe, não podemos voltar no tempo 
Mas podemos tomar uma cerveja 
Compartilhar algumas histórias 
Compartilhar algumas risadas
E uma chance de se reconectar

Eu quero saber quem você se tornou, velho amigo
O que te trouxe aqui a quem você é hoje 
Você sabe, não podemos voltar no tempo 
Mas podemos tomar uma cerveja 
Compartilhar algumas histórias 
Compartilhar algumas risadas
E uma chance de se reconectar

Letter to a long-lost friend

#singersongwriter #scottish #originalmusic #acousticguitar

High

Lyrics:
Thank God above
You’ve got a second chance

Thank God because
You’ve got your second chance

you know it will be tough
it may take all you’ve got

but going through this fight
was once 
your highest aim in life

Thank God above
You’ve got a second chance

Thank God because
You’ve got your second chance

but if that slips your mind
and I am not nearby

I’ll leave this song for you
just to
remind you to keep pushing through

Thank God above
You’ve got a second chance

Thank God because
You’ve got your second chance

there’s a day ahead
on which you’ll get to rest

and look back with pride
to see
you have left this mountain miles behind

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Tradução em Português:
Agradeça a Deus nos céus
Você ganhou uma segunda chance

Graças a Deus porque
Você ganhou sua segunda chance

você sabe que será difícil
poderá exigir todas as suas energias

mas passar por essa luta
foi uma vez
seu maior objetivo na vida

Agradeça a Deus nos céus
Você ganhou uma segunda chance

Graças a Deus porque
Você ganhou sua segunda chance

mas se isso escapar da sua mente
e eu não estiver por perto

Vou deixar essa música para você
apenas para
lembrá-lo de continuar avançando

Agradeça a Deus nos céus
Você ganhou uma segunda chance

Graças a Deus porque
Você ganhou sua segunda chance

há um dia pela frente
onde você poderá descansar

e olhe para trás com orgulho
pra ver
que você já deixou esta montanha a milhas para trás

Second Chance

Silent Defender

Stressed

(John Stone)

Life is a bitch
I’ve heard it said  
Some people even say they’re  better off dead
You’re in a hole
Then take control
Take care of business could be good for your soul

If I were you I wouldn’t get so stressed about it
Don’t waste the moment going OhOhOh
Instead of thinking what might happen and when
If something going to happen you can deal with it then

Let’s not get stressed Lets not get stressed about it
You should keep yourself together don’t get angry or depressed
Let’s not get stressed Lets not get stressed about it
Just keep calm and keep collected when bad feelings are expressed  
Let’s not get stressed stressed ….   

It’s true the future, may not seem  bright
And there’s no answer to the problems in sight
Just down the line  things could be fine
You often find and answer if you just give it time

Stressed

Lyrics:

Take a breath
and put aside the usual ways
you see the world
try to get your judgement to wait

the other side’s view of life
may not be so black and white
how do you think
they’d explain it to you?
if they could…

Take a breath
and move from where you usually stand
it may show
that maybe it’s not us against them

Though all your views and your creed
have their good reasons to be
That’s just not what they can see

Maybe the same twisted way
they see you
is the way
you see them

Maybe the truth
is in somewhere between
us and them
me and you

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Tradução em Português:

Respire
e deixe de lado as maneiras
como você geralmente vê o mundo
tente fazer com que seu julgamento espere

a visão de vida do outro lado
pode não ser tão preto e branco
como você acha
que eles a explicariam para você?
se pudessem…

Respire
e saia de onde você normalmente se situa
talvez isso mostre
que talvez não seja "nós contra eles”

Embora todas as suas opiniões e seu credo
tenham boas razões para serem o que são
Isso não é o que eles enxergam

Talvez a mesma maneira distorcida
com que eles vêem você
é a maneira
como você os vê

Talvez a verdade
esteja em algum lugar
entre nós e eles
entre eu e você

Take A Breath

Runaway

Music  Alfredo Salvatori, Lyrics John Stone
Guitars, Bass, Drums Alfredo Salvatori
Vocal , Piano John Stone
Produced by Alfredo Salvatori

She was born in a town on the border,
Raised for the fourth of July,
She knew within  
She didn’t  fit in
Don't know why.

She didn’t go looking for trouble,
But trouble was always round,
It was always the same,
No-one to blame
Was what she always found.

Runaway and maybe you’ll find somewhere, a place,
A place to stay and feel that  you’re safe in your own space.

She moved to a part of the country,
That soon didn’t want her around,
It wasn’t long before she’s moving on
Southern-bound, from town to town to town.

Met a young man by the roadside,
She just couldn’t run anymore,
He listened to all that she said
That no-one ever listened to before.

Runaway and maybe you’ll find somewhere, a place,
A place to stay and feel that you’re safe in your own space,
But if the demons that you are running from are strong,
Then in your head you’ll find that they’ll follow on and on.

She thought about all he had shown her,
And sensing her journey’s end,
She realised the safest place
Is where you finally find a friend.

So don’t runaway and maybe you’ll find somewhere, a place,
A place to stay and feel that  you’re safe in your own space.



Copyright 2024 All Rights Reserved

Runaway (Alfredo Salvatori + John Stone)

John Stone: lyrics, lead vocal, backing vocals, piano
Alfredo Salvatori: music, backing vocals, guitars, bass, synth 

Produced by Alfredo Salvatori 


Runaway 

She was born in a town on the border,
Raised for the fourth of July,
She knew within 
She didn’t  fit in
Don't know why. 

She didn’t go looking for trouble,
But trouble was always round,
It was always the same,
No-one to blame
Was what she always found. 

Runaway and maybe you’ll find somewhere, a place,
A place to stay and feel that  you’re safe in your own space. 

She moved to a part of the country,
That soon didn’t want her around,
It wasn’t long before she’s moving on
Southern bound, from town to town to town. 

Met a young man by the roadside,
She just couldn’t run anymore,
He listened to all that she said
That no-one ever listened to before. 

Runaway and maybe you’ll find somewhere, a place,
A place to stay and feel that you’re safe in your own space,
But if the demons that you are running from are strong,
Then in your head you’ll find that they’ll follow on and on. 

She thought about all he had shown her,
And sensing her journey’s end,
She realised the safest place
Is where you finally find a friend. 

So don’t runaway and maybe you’ll find somewhere, a place,
A place to stay and feel that  you’re safe in your own space.



Copyright 2024 All Rights Reserved 

Runaway

Dear friends,
This song is for my brother in law, Kjell Persson, in Båstad, Sweden who is doing a lot of work for the birds and the bees! And also for my cousin's son, farmer Magnus Bengtsson, who sows summer flowers in his fields - for the bees!
We certainly need bumble bees, bees and lots of other insects - even if they sometimes give You a terrible little stick.
The life on earth can not proceed without these little friends. Please, have a look at www.räddabina.nu


Livsviktiga varelser
(a rough Swedish translation)

De kämpar för sina liv - de jobbar väldigt hårt
från morgon till sena kväll
till nytta för naturen
det är som det är för att va en varelse här
men de har aldrig funderat på denna roll

Utan deras jobb - kan ingenting leva här
och vi kommer alla att svälta svårt
och alla växter kommer att vissna ner
det är som det är - om vi saknar humlor och bin
som aldrig har funderat på denna roll

Men vi kan hjälpa dem - dessa hjältar att bygga ett hem
med enkla och billiga verktyg
Du behöver bara - en bit ihåligt vedträ
och de får ett hem - där de kan leva alla sina dar
och plantera många blommor som de kan njuta länge av.

Lyrics:
Vital Creatures

They struggle for their lives - they are working hard
from the morning until the night
for the benefit of nature
It is so it is to be a living creature
but they never have been thinking about this role

Without their work - nothing can live here
and we all will gonna starve
and the plants will wither down here
It is so it is - if we are lacking bumble bees
who never have been thinking about this role

But we can help - these heroes to build a home
with a cheap and simple tool
You just need a - hollow piece of wood
and they get a home - where they can live all their days
and plant a lot of flowers for their pleasure

Vital Creatures

I'm a music lover trying my best to make music I can be proud of.

Sou um amante da música tentando o meu melhor para fazer música da qual possa me orgulhar.

Letter to a long-lost friend

J.V. Ferreira

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