歌词
Madalena
Walking through the streets of Amsterdam
Half a pack of kreteks in my hand
The rain smells like a woman
That I knew long ago
And I hope she’s happy
Hope she’s doin’ grand
The cyclones never seem to get this far
They die out off the shores of Zanzibar
And at night I watch the storm clouds
Lighting up the sea
And I wonder if she ever thinks of me
Madalena
There’s something in the way you held me
But there’s not much left
To hold onto anymore
I’m older now
My hair is turning gray
A fixture at this crumbling café
And I’m haunted by the memories
Of the man I used to be
‘Cause he took your love
And threw it all away
And Madalena
There’s something in the way you held me
But there’s not much left
To hold onto anymore
Madalena
There’s something in the way you held me
But there’s not much left
To hold onto anymore
专辑信息
11.Asa Morena
12.Odara
13.Carcara
15.Madalena
18.Novo Tempo
21.Ao Amigo Tom
23.Consolacao
26.Desafinado
31.Corcovado
33.Vexamao
35.Insensatez
37.A Ra
39.Ilusao a Toa
41.Imagem
45.Upa Neguinho
46.Me De Motivo
47.Candelais
52.Solo
56.Azul
57.A Banda
61.Nada Por Mim
65.Wave
67.Colecao
68.Mas Que Nada
69.Canta Brasil
71.Bate Coracao
72.Tamba
77.Beija Flor
80.E Luxo So