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Sparrow

Pardal

Who will love a little sparrow? Who will love a little sparrow? Quem irá amar um pequeno pardal, Who's travelled far and cries for rest? Who's travelled far and cries for rest? Que viajou uma grande distância e grita por descanço? "Not I," said the oak tree "Not I," said the oak tree "Eu não" disse a árvore carvalho, "I won't share my branches with no sparrow's nest, "I won't share my branches with no sparrow's nest, "Eu não vou dividir meu espaço com Nenhum ninho de pardal, And my blanket of leaves won't warm her cold breast." And my blanket of leaves won't warm her cold breast." E meu cobertor de folhas não irá aquecer seu peito frio." Who will love a little sparrow? Who will love a little sparrow? And who will speak a kindly word? And who will speak a kindly word? Quem irá amar um pequeno pardal, "Not I," said the swan "Not I," said the swan E quem irá falar uma palavra gentil? "The entire idea is utterly absurd, "The entire idea is utterly absurd, "Eu não" disse o cisne, I'd be laughed at and scorned if the other swans heard." I'd be laughed at and scorned if the other swans heard." "Toda a idéia é completamente absurda Who will take pity in their heart? Who will take pity in their heart? Eu estarei rindo com desdém se outros cisnes ouvirem" And who will feed a starving sparrow? And who will feed a starving sparrow? "Not I," said the golden wheat "Not I," said the golden wheat Quem terá piedade em seu coração, "I would if I could but I cannot I know, "I would if I could but I cannot I know, E que irá alimentar um pardal faminto? I need all my grain to prosper and grow." I need all my grain to prosper and grow." "Eu não" disse o trigo dourado, And who will love a little sparrow? And who will love a little sparrow? "Eu alimentaria se pudesse, mas eu sei que não posso Will no-one write her eulogy? Will no-one write her eulogy? Preciso de todo o meu grão para prosperar e crescer." "I will," said the earth "I will," said the earth "For all I've created returns unto me, "For all I've created returns unto me, Quem irá amar um pequeno pardal, From dust ye were made and dust ye shall be." From dust ye were made and dust ye shall be." Ninguém irá escrever a sua história?

Composição: Paul Simon





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