MY BAND TOUCHES ROCK

My band touches the rock
E all the remaining portion to the occurrence
We know well that of us
To make everything is a requirement

It is a young rock
Only a little Latin
A music that is hope
A music that is patience

Trêm is as one that it passed
With a load of fruits
We íriamos to we are, yes
But we slept all.

E my band touches the rock
For who it saw it and for who it did not have
E for who that day
it pursued its chimera.

Oh, not desperte
oh, not now
e does not stop
not not oh, please not.

My band touches the rock
E modifies the face to the occurrence
When the transformation
It was a requirement

In it will see them in crinoline
As ugly dancers
In it will see them to dance
As young mosquitos

In it will see them to the border
With the blocked car
But it will have made
Music passed

It is a young rock
Only a little Latin
It travels without passport
E behind with I breathe short.

It penetrates in the walls
He makes you breach in the door
But in deep he comes to say to it
that your soul did not die.

E not desperte
oh, not now
e does not stop
not not, please not.

My band touches the rock
E is a perpetual departure
It travels well to the average vacant
e the frequency modulation.

It is a young rock
Only a little Latin
A music that is hope
A music that is patience

Trêm is as one that it passed
With a load of fruits
We íriamos to we are, yes
But we slept all.

E my band touches the rock
For who it saw it and for who it did not have
E for who that day
it continued its chimera.

Oh, not desperte
oh, not now
e does not stop
not not oh, please not.