Testi originali
Portoghese
Traduzione
Inglese
Pronúncia do Norte
North's Accent
There is a presage of death
There from the bottom of where I come
The ancient people call it reproof
New money is bad luck
It is the north's accent
The fools call it numb
Weak hemisphere, other strong
Noon, don't be sad
The magnetic compass, no idea if there is
And the plan may perhaps abort
Neither war, neighbour nor slit
It is the north's accent
It is a presage of death
The river runs to the sea
I have no boatman, won't row either
Look for new ways to go
You held up the branches where they landed
From frost to the pearls, the sources dried up
The river runs to the sea
And there is a presage of death
And the webs that glass in the windows
wait for a similar boat like them
I have no boatman, won't row either
Look for new ways to go
And it is the north's accent
The river runs to the sea
And the webs that glass in the windows
wait for a similar boat like them
I have no boatman, won't row either
Look for new ways to go
And it is the north's accent
The river runs to the sea
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Give a shoutout to Emanuel
