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From a Dead Beat to an Old Greaser

De um Fracassado a um Velho engraxate

From a dead beat to an old greaser, here's thinking of you From a dead beat to an old greaser, here's thinking of you De um fracassado a um velho engraxate, aqui está pensando em você You won't remember the long nights You won't remember the long nights Você não vai se lembrar as longas noites Coffee bars; black tights and white thighs Coffee bars; black tights and white thighs Cafés; meias pretas e coxas brancas In shop windows where blonde assistants fully-fashioned a world made In shop windows where blonde assistants fully-fashioned a world made Nas vitrines das lojas onde as assistentes loiras modelaram completamente um mundo feito Of dummies (with no mummies or daddies to reject them) Of dummies (with no mummies or daddies to reject them) De tolos (sem múmias ou papaizinhos para rejeitá-los) When bombs were banned every Sunday and the shadows played FBI When bombs were banned every Sunday and the shadows played FBI Quando bombas foram proibidos aos domingos e as sombras jogaram FBI And tired young sax-players sold their instruments of torture And tired young sax-players sold their instruments of torture E jovens saxofonistas cansados venderam seus instrumentos de tortura Sat in the station sharing wet dreams of charlie parker Sat in the station sharing wet dreams of charlie parker Sentaram-se na estação de partilha de sonhos molhados de Charlie Parker Jack Kerouac, René Magritte, to name a few of the heroes Jack Kerouac, René Magritte, to name a few of the heroes Jack Kerouac, René Magritte, para citar alguns dos heróis Who were too wise for their own good left the young brood to Who were too wise for their own good left the young brood to Que eram muito sábios para o bem deles deixaram a ninhada jovens Go on living without them Go on living without them Para continuar vivendo sem eles Old queers with young faces who remember your name Old queers with young faces who remember your name Bichas velhas com rostos jovens que se lembram de seu nome Though you're a dead beat with tired feet Though you're a dead beat with tired feet Embora seja um fracassado com pés cansados Two ends that don't meet Two ends that don't meet Dois extremos que não adequam To a dead beat from an old greaser To a dead beat from an old greaser A um fracassado de um velho engraxate Think you must have me all wrong Think you must have me all wrong Acho que você deve ter-me todo errado I didn't care, friend. I wasn't there, friend I didn't care, friend. I wasn't there, friend Eu não me importava, amigo. Eu não estava lá, amigo If it's the price of pint that you need, ask me again If it's the price of pint that you need, ask me again Se for o preço do caneco que você precisa, peça-me novamente

Composição: Ian Anderson





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