One Dyin' and a Buryin' One Dyin' and a Buryin' Um Dyin 'e um enterrando " Roger Miller Roger Miller Roger Miller Words and Music by Roger Miller Words and Music by Roger Miller Palavras e música por Roger Miller (Spoken) (Spoken) Well, I think I finally found me a sure-fire way to forget; Well, I think I finally found me a sure-fire way to forget; (Falado) It's so simple, I'm surprised I hadn't done thought of it before yet. It's so simple, I'm surprised I hadn't done thought of it before yet. Bem, eu acho que finalmente encontrei-me uma certeza-fogo maneira de esquecer; It's foolproof -- well it's foolhardy, maybe, but who knows -- It's foolproof -- well it's foolhardy, maybe, but who knows -- É tão simples, eu estou surpreso que eu não tinha feito pensado nisso antes ainda. Anyway, here I am, walkin' down toward where the cold, dark water flows. Anyway, here I am, walkin' down toward where the cold, dark water flows. É infalível - bem, é temerário, talvez, mas quem sabe - All it takes is... All it takes is... De qualquer forma caminhando, aqui estou eu, descendo em direção a onde o frio, os fluxos de água escura. One dyin' and a buryin', one dyin' and a buryin' -- One dyin' and a buryin', one dyin' and a buryin' -- Só é preciso ... Some cryin', six carryin' me, I wanta to be free. Some cryin', six carryin' me, I wanta to be free. (Spoken) (Spoken) Um morrendo e enterrando, uma morrendo e enterrando '- Oh-ho, I wanta be free, free from all this heartache and regret, Oh-ho, I wanta be free, free from all this heartache and regret, 'carregando, seis "Alguns me chorando, eu wanta para ser livre. And free from pinin' for the love I can't forget. And free from pinin' for the love I can't forget. The love that once was warm and then just somehow turned to hate, The love that once was warm and then just somehow turned to hate, (Falado) Made my life a prison from which there's only one escape -- Made my life a prison from which there's only one escape -- Oh-ho, eu wanta ser livre, livre de toda essa mágoa e pesar, That's... That's... E livre de Pinin 'para o amor Eu não posso esquecer. One dyin' and a buryin', one dyin' and a buryin' -- One dyin' and a buryin', one dyin' and a buryin' -- O amor que um dia estava quente e, em seguida, apenas de alguma forma se transformou em ódio, Some cryin', six carryin' me, I wanta to be free. Some cryin', six carryin' me, I wanta to be free. Fez a minha vida de uma prisão da qual só há uma fuga - One dyin' and a buryin', one dyin' and a buryin' -- One dyin' and a buryin', one dyin' and a buryin' -- Isso é ... Some cryin', six carryin' me... I wanta to be free. Some cryin', six carryin' me... I wanta to be free. From: "Roy T. O'Conner" <[email protected]> From: "Roy T. O'Conner" <[email protected]> Um morrendo e enterrando, uma morrendo e enterrando '- 'carregando, seis "Alguns me chorando, eu wanta para ser livre.