Disc 1 | ||||||
---|---|---|---|---|---|---|
1. |
| 4:36 | ||||
2. |
| 2:31 | ||||
3. |
| 4:53 | ||||
4. |
| 3:02 | ||||
5. |
| 4:39 | ||||
6. |
| 4:09 | ||||
7. |
| 4:14 | ||||
I see trees of green, red roses too
I see them bloom for me and you and I think to myself, what a wonderful world I see skies of blue and clouds of white the bright blessed day, the dark sacred night and I think to myself, what a wonderful world the colors of the rainbow, so pretty in the sky are also on the faces of people going by I see friends shaking hands, saying, "how do you do?" they're really saying, "I love you" I hear babies cry, I watch them grow they'll learn much more, than I'll ever know and I think to myself, what a wonderful world yes, I think to myself, what a wonderful world |
||||||
8. |
| 4:08 | ||||
Bows and flows of angle hair
and ice cream castles in the air And feather canyons everywhere, I've looked at clouds that way But now they only block the sun they rain and snow on everyone So many things I would have done, but clouds got in my way I've looked at clouds from both sides now From up and down and still somehow it's could's illusions I recall I really don't know choulds at all Tears and fears and feeling proud, to say I love right out loud Dreams and schemes and circus crouds I've looked at life that way But now old friends are acting strange the shake their heads, they say I've changed But something's lost but somethings gained in living every day I've looked at life from both sides now From win and lose and still somehow I'ts life's illusions I reacall I really don't know life at all |
||||||
9. |
| 2:44 | ||||
10. |
| 4:11 | ||||
11. |
| 5:03 | ||||
12. |
| 4:16 | ||||
13. |
| 2:31 | ||||
14. |
| 2:55 | ||||
15. |
| 5:21 | ||||
16. |
| 2:16 | ||||
17. |
| 3:12 | ||||
Abre als pra minha folia
Ja esta chegando a hora Abre alas pra minha bandeira Ja esta chegando a hora Apare seus sonhos Que a vida tem dono Ela vem te cobrara A vida nao era assim nao ear assim Nao corra o risco De ficar alegre Pra nunca chorar A gente nao era assim nao era assim Encoste essa porta Que a nossa conversa Nao pode vazar A gente nao era assim nao era assim Bandeira arriada Folia guardada Pra nao se usar A festa nao era assim nao era assim |
||||||
18. |
| 2:38 | ||||