Eu sem voce Nao tenho porque Porque sem voce Nao sei nem chorar Sou chama sem luz Jardim sem luar Luar sem amor Amor sem se dar Eu sem voce Sou
s?il est une samba sans tristesse C?est un vin qui ne donne pas l?ivresse Un vin qui ne donne pas l?ivresse, non Ce n?est pas la samba que je veux
no queda nada. Sólo una pobre canción da vueltas por mi guitarra y hace rato que te extraña mi samba para olvidar. Mi samba vivi
a samba band And people are carried away with such romance Ole, ole, the wedding samba Will bring a timid senorita to her feet And when they play the wedding samba
Like the arrival of the purest from of life It sets its course to remain just that If not for the blatant disregard for its purity It would never uncover
more I got rhythm I got music I got my man Johnny can only play one note And the note he plays is this This is just a little samba Built upon a
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take my hand And samba through life with me Someone to cling to me Stay with me right or wrong Someone to sing to me Some little samba song Someone
pas La samba La samba des jours avec toi La samba des jours avec toi La samba de mon coeur qui bat La samba La samba des jours avec toi La samba des
This is just a little samba Built upon a single note Other notes are bound to follow But the root is still that note Now this new note is the consequence
by Michael Nesmith Mike: I dunno... CR: This is twelve... Mike: ...they don't smell like corn silk... Everybody, Samba! Me and my calico girlfriend, Starting
my intuition into that border town Yo quiero a bailar en Mexico We do the desperation samba con nos amigos Yo quiero a bailar en Mexico We do the desperation samba
the Rhumba, Samba The city's hot, we're almost naked, it's a scandal Night's still young, we do the samba with the Conga warrior Downtown Samba Downtown Samba
heart, Ronnie's Samba, Samba Love it back, Ronnie's Samba, Samba, Samba Favourite spot - Ronnie's Samba Velvet noise - Heaven's mannah Perfect sky - Ronnie's Samba
When I walk around Soho I remember Gamboa There's a feeling, there's a beat That hugs me like a boa Walking by the docks Where Donga make the samba In
Even if it's jazz in the quiet storm Bebop converted in a hip hop form (Repeat) Visions of a musical plateau Thoughts fill my mind So I draw back and
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