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Songs – sugeridas para a 7ª série – 4º bimestre

This Used To Be My Playground

Madonna

Chorus:
This used to be my playground [used to be]
This used to be my childhood dream
This used to be the place I ran to
Whenever I was in need
Of a friend
Why did it have to end
And why do they always say
Don’t look back
Keep your head held high
Don’t ask them why
Because life is short
And before you know
You’re feeling old
And your heart is breaking
Don’t hold on to the past
Well that’s too much to ask

(chorus)

No regrets
But I wish that you
Were here with me
Well then there’s hope yet
I can see your face
In our secret place
You’re not just a memory
Say goodbye to yesterday
Those are words I’ll never say [I’ll never say]

This used to be my playground [used to be]
This used to be our pride and joy
This used to be the place we ran to
That no one in the world** could dare destroy

This used to be our playground [used to be]
This used to be our childhood dream
This used to be the place we ran to
I wish you were standing here with me

This used to be our playground [used to be]
This used to be our childhood dream
This used to be the place we ran to
The best things in live are always free

Wishing you were here with me…

Ode To My Family

The Cranberries

Composição: Dolores O’Riordan

Understand the things I say,
Don’t turn away from me
‘Cause I spent half my life out there
You wouldn’t disagree
D’you see me, d’you see
Do you like me, do you like me standing there
D’you notice, d’you know
Do you see me, do you see me
Does anyone care

Unhappiness, where’s when I was young
And we didn’t give a damn
‘Cause we were raised
To see life as fun and take it if we can
My mother, my mother she hold me,
Did she hold me when I was out there
My father, my father, he liked me
Oh he liked me, does anyone care

Understand what I’ve become,
It wasn’t my design
And people everywhere think
Something better than I am,
But I miss you. I miss
‘Cause I liked it, ‘cause I liked it
When I was out there
D’you know this, d’you know
You did not find me, you did not find
Does anyone care

Unhappiness, was when I was young
And we didn’t give a damn
‘Cause we were raised
To see life as fun and take it if we can
My mother, my mother she hold me,
Did she hold me when I was out there
My father, my father, he liked me
Oh he liked me, does anyone care , does anyone care?

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