I've got your picture that you gave to meAnd it's signed "with love," just like it used to beThe only thing different, the only thing newI've got your picture, she's got youI've got the records that we used to shareAnd they still sound the same as when you were hereThe only thing different, the only thing new,I've got the records, she's got youI've got your memory, or has it got me?I really don't know, but I know it won't let me beI've got your class ring; that proved you caredAnd it still looks the same as when you gave it dearThe only thing different, the only thing newI've got these little things, she's got you[Patsy Cline - She's Got You] You must leave now, take what you need, you think will lastBut whatever you wish to keep, you better grab it fastYonder stands your orphan with his gunCrying like a fire in the sunLook out the saints are comin' throughAnd it's all over now, Baby BlueThe highway is for gamblers, better use your senseTake what you have gathered from coincidenceThe empty-handed painter from your streetsIs drawing crazy patterns on your sheetsThis sky, too, is folding under youAnd it's all over now, Baby BlueAll your seasick sailors, they are rowing homeAll your reindeer armies, are all going homeThe lover who just walked out your doorHas taken all his blankets from the floorThe carpet, too, is moving under youAnd it's all over now, Baby BlueLeave your stepping stones behind, something calls for youForget the dead you've left, they will not follow youThe vagabond who's rapping at your doorIs standing in the clothes that you once woreStrike another match, go start anewAnd it's all over now, Baby Blue[Bob Dylan - It's All Over Now, Baby Blue] Para olvidarme de ti,Voy a cultivar la tierra,En ella espero encontrar,Remedio para mi pena.Aqui plantare el rosal,De las espinas mas gruesas,Tendre lista la corona,Para cuando en mi te mueras.Para mi tristeza violeta azul,Clavelina roja pa' mi pasion,Y para saber si me corresponde,Deshojo un blanco manzanillon.Si me quiere mucho, poquito o nada,Tranquilo queda mi corazon.Creciendo ira poco a poco,Los alegres pensamientos,Cuando ya esten florecidos,Iran lejos tu recuerdos.De la flor de la amapola,Sere su mejor amiga,La pondre bajo la almohada,Para dormirme tranquila.Para mi tristeza violeta azul,Clavelina roja pa' mi pasion,Y para saber si me corresponde,Deshojo un blanco manzanillon.Si me quiere mucho, poquito o nada,Tranquilo queda mi corazon.Cogollo de toronjil,Cuando me aumenten las penas,Las flores de mi jardin,Han de ser mis enfermeras.Y si acaso yo me ausento,Antes que tu arrepientas,Heredaras estas flores,Ven a curarte con ellas.Para mi tristeza violeta azul,Clavelina roja pa' mi pasion,Y para saber si me corresponde,Deshojo un blanco manzanillon.Si me quiere mucho, poquito o nada,Tranquilo queda mi corazon.[Violeta Parra- La Jardinera] Campo de sucatasSaudade do futuro que nao houveaquele que ia ser nobre e pobrecomo e que tudo aquilo podevirar esse presente podree esse desespero em lata?pode sim pode como podetudo aquilo que a gente sempre deixou podertanta surpresa pressentidamorrer presa na garganta feridaraciocinio que acabou em rezafesta que hoje a gente enterrapode sim pode sempre como toda coisa