Don´t stop believing
Just a small town girl
Livin’ in a lonely world
She took the midnight train goin’ anywhere
Just a city boy
Born and raised in south Detroit
He took the midnight train goin’ anywhere
A singer in a smoky room
A smell of wine and cheap perfume
For a smile they can share the night
It goes on and on and on and on
Strangers waiting
Up and down the boulevard
Their shadows searching in the night
Streetlight people
Living just to find emotion
Hiding somewhere in the night
Working hard to get my fill
Everybody wants a thrill
Payin’ anything to roll the dice just one more time
Some will win, some will lose
Some were born to sing the blues
Oh, the movie never ends
It goes on and on and on and on
Strangers waiting
Up and down the boulevard
Their shadows searching in the night
Streetlight people
Living just to find emotion
Hiding somewhere in the night
Don’t stop believin’
Hold on to that feelin’
Streetlight people
Journey
No dejes de creer
Simplemente, una chica pueblerina, Para ir a cualquier lugar... Simplemente un chico de ciudad, Para ir a cualquier lugar... Para encontrar una sonrisa Que sigue y sigue, y sigue... Vamos arriba y abajo del boulevard Como sombras buscándonos en la noche Gente de la calle Viviendo para encontrar la emoción Escondidos en algún lugar en la noche Trabajando duro para conseguir satisfacción, Todo el mundo busca una emoción Pagando lo que sea…, simplemente Para arrojar el dado una vez más Algunos ganaran, otros perderán Algunos hemos nacido para cantar el blues Oh, la película nunca termina Que sigue y sigue y sigue... Extraños esperando, Vamos arriba y abajo del boulevard Como sombras buscándonos en la noche Gente de la calle Viviendo para encontrar la emoción Perdidos en algún lugar en la noche Trabajando duro para conseguir satisfacción No pares de creer, aferrate al sentimiento Gente de la calle Viviendo para encontrar la emoción Perdidos en algún lugar en la noche No pares de creer... Journey- Don´t stop believing
viviendo en un mundo solitario
tomo el tren de medianoche
nacido y criado en el sur de Detroith
tomó el tren de medianoche
Un cantante en una sala llena de humo,
con olor a vino y perfume barato
deberán compartir la noche
Extraños esperando,
perdidos en penumbras y oscuridad
perdidos en penumbras y oscuridad
We are growing
Be a man of greatness now
A man so tall, a man so kind
Be a man of wisdome now
A man of mind, a man of blind
Be a man of kindness now
A man so big and strong in mind
Be a man so humble now
A man of man, now let it shine
This is what you are
This is how it was planned now
This is what to be
Every kind of man now
This is what to say
With the kind of meaning
This is what to feel
With the kind of feeling
We are growing
Growing higher and higher
We are growing
Growing higher and higher
We are growing
Growing higher and higher
We are growing
Growing higher and higher
Hear the children, hear the children
They are talking to you
Hear the wind blow, hear the wind blow
It is blowing for you
See the grass grow, see the grass grow
It whispers his name
See the fire blow, see the fire blow
His heart’s in the flame
Ayete, gossy
Ayete, gossy
Ayete, gossy
Ayete, gossy
We are growing
Growing higher and higher
We are growing
Growing higher and higher
He is growing
Growing higher and higher
We are growing
Growing higher and higher
Margaret singana - Shaka Zulu
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