Prosimetron

Prosimetron

terça-feira, 8 de novembro de 2016

No Surrender!


We busted out of class had to get away from those fools
We learned more from a three minute record than we ever learned in school
Tonight I hear the neighborhood drummer sound
I can feel my heart begin to pound
You say you're tired and you just want to close your eyes and follow your dreams down

We made a promise we swore we'd always remember
No retreat, baby, no surrender
Like soldiers in the winter's night with a vow to defend
No retreat, baby, no surrender

Now young faces grow sad and old and hearts of fire grow cold
We swore blood brothers against the wind
I'm ready to grow young again
And hear your sister's voice calling us home across the open yards
Well maybe we could cut someplace of our own
With these drums and these guitars

Cause we made a promise we swore we'd always remember
No retreat, baby, no surrender
Blood brothers in the stormy night with a vow to defend
No retreat, baby, no surrender

Now on the street tonight the lights grow dim
The walls of my room are closing in
There's a war outside still raging
You say it ain't ours anymore to win
I want to sleep beneath peaceful skies in my lover's bed
With a wide open country in my eyes
And these romantic dreams in my head

Cause we made a promise we swore we'd always remember
No retreat, baby, no surrender
Blood brothers in the stormy night with a vow to defend
No retreat, baby, no surrender

No retreat, baby, no surrender


Marcador (frente e reverso) da edição espanhola das Memorias de Bruce Springsteen. Foi uma grande alegria tê-lo recebido. Obrigada, Justa!

5 comentários:

Mª Luisa disse...

Muito giro!
Não o tinha visto .
Boa noite!

Luisa

Justa disse...

Alégrome moito de que che teña gustado.

Preciosa canción!

Apertas

MR disse...

A América, meus deuses!
Bom dia para as duas! (Por aqui chove.)

Miss Tolstoi disse...

Ó 'Boss', isto vai mal lá pela tua terra! :(

Mª Luisa disse...

Vai muito mal...Oh que dia!
Quase não acredito!

Boa noite!

Luisa