> Aguas de Marco (Waters of March)
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Waters Of March
Basia
(Antonio Carlos Jobim)
Album: Basia On Broadway 1994
A stick, a stone
It´s the end of the road
It´s the rest of the stump
It´s a little alone
It´s a sliver of glass
It is life, it´s the sun
It is night, it is death
It´s a trap, it´s a gun
The oak when it blooms
A fox in the brush
The knot of the wood
The song of the thrush
The wood of the wind
The criff, a fall
A scratch, a lump
It is nothing at all
It´s the wind blowing free
It´s the end of a slope
It´s a beam, it´s a void
It´s a hunch, it´s a hope
And the riverbank talks
Of the waters of March
It´s the end of the stain
It´s the joy in your heart
The foot, the ground
The fresh and the bone
The beat of the road
A slingshot stone
A truckload of bricks
In the soft morning light
The shot of the gun
In the dead of the night
A mile, a must
A thrust, a bump
It´s a girl, it´s a rhyme
It´s a cold, it is the mumps
The plan of the house
The body in bed
And the car that got stuck
It´s the mud, it´s the mud
A float, a drift
A flight, a wing
A cock, a quail
Oh, the promise of spring
And the riverbank talks
Of the waters of March
It´s the promise of life
It´s the joy in your heart
And the riverbank talks
Of the waters of March
It´s the promise of life
It´s the joy in your heart
A point, a grain
A bee, a bite
A blink, a buzzard
A sudden stroke of night
A pin, a needle
A sting, a pain
A snail, a riddle
A wasp, a stain
A snake, a stick
It´s John, it is Joe
A fish, a flash
A silvery glow
The bed of the well
The end of the line
The dismay on the face
It´s a loss, it´s a find
A spear, a spike
A point, a nail
A drip, a drop
The end of the day
And the riverbank talks
Of the waters of March
It´s the promise of life
In your heart, in your heart
And the riverbank talks
Of the waters of March
It´s the promise of life
It´s a joy in your heart
And the riverbank talks
Of the waters of March
It´s the promise of joy
In your heart
The end of the road
A little alone
A sliver of glass
A life, the sun
A night, a death
The end of the road
And the riverbank talks
Of the waters of March
It´s the promise of joy
In your heart
Of the waters of March
And the riverbank talks
Of the waters of March
It´s the promise of joy
In your heart
Of the waters of March
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