HPT 2

Quero que crie uma música de amor, lenta e com emoção, com a seguinte letra Se for preciso eu, frequento uma festa Canto e danço a beça, Socializo com a galera Eu bebo Corote, tomo gin tomo ciroc Eu faço tudo isso por você Se for preciso, eu aprendo outro idioma Mas somente o necessário Pois não me sobra muito tempo, sou da escala 6 por 1 E o tempo que me sobra eu uso pra te ver Eu quero te amar, eu quero te amar Alaninha amo você Eu quero te amar, eu quero te amar Alaninha amo você Por isso digo que eu te amo Pois sei bem que não me engano E repentindo isso, quero que nunca se esqueeça Por todas as vezes que pensei Porém não tive a coragem de dizer Eu amo amar você, eu amo amar você Alaninha amo te amar Eu amo amar você, eu amo amar você Alaninha amo te amar Se for preciso eu aprendo a jogar LÓL Viro o seu suporte Mesmo você já sendo mas o papai é mais forte Você sempre ajudou todo mundo Então agora deixe que eu ajude você No inglês I love you, no francês Je t'aime, mon amour No português amo você No inglês I love you, no francês Je t'aime, mon amour No português amo você No inglês I love you, no francês Je t'aime, mon amour No português amo você No inglês I love you, no francês Je t'aime, mon amour No português amo você

I draw lines and mark where the rivers should bend And trace out the roads that I'll never descend A paper ocean, wrinkles and waves Godlike intentions, but frozen in place I chart constellations, connecting the stars A galaxy born, as the ink leaves a mark The compass spins, but I’m stuck on this page Set sail without movement, drifting in place A pen in my hand, and the lines overflow The tides keep on rising, but I’m stuck below Ships passing by, they don’t notice me calling I forget I’m in charge and that I’m the one stalling The horizon stretches, but it never grows near The winds whisper secrets that I refuse to hear When one map is finished, I start off anew I’m dreaming up dreams that’ll never come true I paint the shadows where the mountains once stood And sketch every path that I’ll never pursue A paper sky, the colors don’t blend Lacking intention, a goal, or a plan I’ve planned out journeys, a million so far Though I’ve traced every line, there’s no path to embark The ink dries slowly, it never runs out A journey in drawings, but no steps to count A pen in my hand, and the lines overflow The tides keep on rising, but I’m stuck below Ships passing by, they don’t notice me calling I forget I’m in charge and that I’m the one stalling The horizon stretches, but it never grows near The winds whisper secrets that I refuse to hear When one map is finished, I start off anew I’m dreaming up dreams that’ll never come true These maps are a prison I created myself I choose to stand still with no story to tell A paper-thin world that easily tares With intricate roads that lead me nowhere A pen in my hand, and the lines overflow The tides keep on rising, but I’m stuck below Ships passing by, they don’t notice me calling I forget I’m in charge and that I’m the one stalling The horizon stretches, but it never grows near The winds whisper secrets that I refuse to hear When one map is finished, I start off anew I’m dreaming up dreams that’ll never come true A pen in my hand, and the lines overflow The tides keep on rising, but I’m stuck below Ships passing by, they don’t notice me calling I forget I’m in charge and that I’m the one stalling The horizon stretches, but it never grows near The winds whisper secrets that I refuse to hear When one map is finished, I start off anew I’m dreaming up dreams that’ll never come true

PAS 1 shows the financial way, PAS 7 shows the cash we pay. PAS 10, events we know, PAS 12, taxes help us grow. PAS 16, plants and tools, PAS 19, benefits are the rules. PAS 23, borrowing’s clear, PAS 24, related ones appear. PAS 27, statements that stand, PAS 28, ventures hand in hand. PAS 32, instruments we show, PAS 34, interim reports we know. PAS 41, farming is key, These are the PAS, as you can see!

(Verse 1) Abang botak jaga sorum di pinggir jalan, Mobil bekas semua, tapi dijual dengan senyuman. Kepalanya licin, kinclong kayak beling, Katanya, “Beli mobil ini, dijamin gak pusing!” (Chorus) Abang botak sorum mobil bekas, Kepalanya mulus, dompetnya tebal jelas. Mobil tua jadi kelihatan keren, Dijual murah, tapi garansi belum tentu aman! (Verse 2) “Ini mobil bekas, tapi kayak baru!” Padahal mesin suka batuk, kalau di jalan mendadak ngadu. Abang botak bilang, “Ini mobil idaman,” Padahal pas ngerem, remnya malah jalan pelan-pelan. (Chorus) Abang botak sorum mobil bekas, Kepalanya mulus, gayanya pun keras. Mobil berkilat, harga miring katanya, Tapi di jalan, suka bikin deg-degan juga! (Bridge) Pelanggan datang, langsung disambut lebar, Katanya, “Bawa pulang aja, pasti jadi pilar!” Botak kinclong dan senyumnya lebar, Tapi pas nyoba jalan, knalpot malah ngebar! (Chorus) Abang botak sorum mobil bekas, Kepalanya mulus, dompetnya tebal jelas. Mobil tua jadi kelihatan keren, Meski suaranya mirip mesin mesin cuci mesin rusak! (Outro) Jadi kalau beli mobil di sorum si abang, Jangan lupa cek mesin, jangan cuma senang. Abang botak memang jualan dengan gaya, Mobil bekasnya legendaris di seluruh kota!

I was your northern light, a midnight sun The star you looked up to when you needed someone I was a constant, a beacon, a guide The one thing that lit up your loneliest nights Slowly but surely, I’m fading away The night’s come to claim me, I wish I could stay No longer in orbit, I’ll say my goodbyes Even the brightest of stars have to die You’re a shadow of your shadow, down on your luck Burning up stars, and you don’t give a fuck You’re lost in a void, and I know that you are desperately trying to live in the dark You’ve wasted the light I once gave you for free My energy lost, stolen from me I can’t be the one to guide you no more When you clearly choose to live in the dark I was your shooting star, a hopeful flame The fire that burned bright, the one that kept you safe I was a pillar, a compass, a friend The one thing that saved you, now I’m saving myself Slowly but surely, I slip through the cracks The night’s come to claim me, there’s no turning back No longer in orbit, I’ll say my goodbyes Even the brightest of stars have to die You’re a shadow of your shadow, down on your luck Burning up stars, and you don’t give a fuck You’re lost in a void, and I know that you are desperately trying to live in the dark You’ve wasted the light I once gave you for free My energy lost, stolen from me I can’t be the one to guide you no more When you clearly choose to live in the dark As the sky turns black, and it's hard to breathe I'm not the first star you've burned up, I see You’ve turned from the stars, letting shadows in I’m just another star you’ll forget about again You’re a shadow of your shadow, down on your luck Burning up stars, and you don’t give a fuck You’re lost in a void, and I know that you are desperately trying to live in the dark You’ve wasted the light I once gave you for free My energy lost, stolen from me I can’t be the one to guide you no more When you clearly choose to live in the dark You’re a shadow of your shadow, down on your luck Burning up stars, and you don’t give a fuck You’re lost in a void, and I know that you are desperately trying to live in the dark You’ve wasted the light I once gave you for free My energy lost, stolen from me I can’t be the one to guide you no more When you clearly choose to live in the dark

[Chorus] CPCTC, it’s a rule that you should know, CPCTC, it tells you where the sides go, CPCTC, it’s a postulate so true, CPCTC, congruent triangles, too! [Verse 1] Young mathematician, there’s a rule you must recall, When triangles are congruent, you can use it for it all! You match the sides and angles, see the parts are the same, CPCTC’s here, and it’s part of the game! [Chorus] CPCTC, it’s a rule that you should know, CPCTC, it tells you where the sides go, CPCTC, it’s a postulate so true, CPCTC, congruent triangles, too! [Verse 2] Now you’ve got two triangles, and they’re congruent, right? By the CPCTC rule, they’re equal in every sight! All the corresponding angles match, And every side is equal, it’s a perfect match! [Chorus] CPCTC, it’s a rule that you should know, CPCTC, it tells you where the sides go, CPCTC, it’s a postulate so true, CPCTC, congruent triangles, too! [Bridge] When you prove congruence, you’ve got the right technique, Now, CPCTC helps when you’re feeling weak! It’s the final step in your proof, don’t forget, With corresponding parts, you’re set! [Chorus] CPCTC, it’s a rule that you should know, CPCTC, it tells you where the sides go, CPCTC, it’s a postulate so true, CPCTC, congruent triangles, too! [Outro] CPCTC, CPCTC, We love congruent triangles, can’t you see?

(Verse 1) Oh, we rollin' through history, With phrases that got mystery, Veni, vidi, vici, you know it's true, I came, I saw, I conquered, who knew? Alea iacta est, the die has been cast, Making bold moves, we’re learning fast. (Chorus) Et tu, Brute?, we love our Latin phrases, They take us back through those ancient mazes. Et tu, Brute?, we’re learning every line, From the past to the present, it’s Latin time! (Verse 2) Carpe diem, seize the day, Live for the moment, don’t let it slip away. Cogito, ergo sum, I think and I know, Philosophers rockin' that knowledge flow. Acta, non verba, deeds over words, Actions speak louder, let’s spread the word. (Chorus) No, we love our Latin phrases, They take us back through those ancient mazes. Et tu, Brute?, we’re learning every line, From the past to the present, it’s Latin time! (Bridge) So many phrases, they light up our minds, Through time and space, their wisdom binds. We’ll carry them forward, keep them alive, With every new lesson, we’ll surely thrive. (Chorus) Et tu, Brute?, we love our Latin phrases, They take us back through those ancient mazes. Et tu, Brute?, we’re learning every line, From the past to the present, it’s Latin time! (Outro) So let’s embrace what the ancients taught, With Latin phrases, knowledge can’t be bought. Et tu, Brute?, we’ll shout it loud, Latin history makes us proud!

MLA Format Jam (Verse 1) 'Cause the author’s in the front, gotta start it right, Last name, first, keeping it tight, Next comes the title, italicize it bold, Don’t forget the container, let the story unfold. (Chorus) It's a citation, yeah, it’s a citation, MLA style, we’re on a mission, With the hanging indent, you gotta pay attention, Formatting's key, that's our tradition. (Verse 2) Other contributors, if they're in the mix, Like editors or translators, we gotta fix, Version comes next, don’t let it slide, Then the number, keep the details inside. (Chorus) It's a citation, yeah, it’s a citation, MLA style, we’re on a mission, With the hanging indent, you gotta pay attention, Formatting's key, that's our tradition. (Bridge) Publisher and date, gotta stay on track, Then the location, put that in the back, All the punctuation, gotta make it right, Citing your sources, shining so bright. (Chorus) It's a citation, yeah, it’s a citation, MLA style, we’re on a mission, With the hanging indent, you gotta pay attention, Formatting's key, that's our tradition. (Outro) So when you write your paper, keep this in your mind, MLA formatting, it’s one of a kind, Follow these steps, you’ll be on your way, To ace that assignment, hooray, hooray!

(Verse 1) Yo, check it, we’re learnin’ today, Interrogative mood, it’s here to stay, Asks a question, clarity in play, What, where, and when, let’s not delay! (Chorus) I’mma ask, I’mma seek, Questions flowin’, it’s unique, Who, what, where, when, and why, In the interrogative, we reach for the sky! (Verse 2) Is it right? Can you see? Do you understand this with me? Let’s engage, let’s be clear, In this mood, there’s nothing to fear! (Chorus) I’mma ask, I’mma seek, Questions flowin’, it’s unique, Who, what, where, when, and why, In the interrogative, we reach for the sky! (Bridge) Can you tell me what you know? How does this verb mood flow? Every question helps us grow, Learning together, let’s go, let’s go! (Chorus) I’mma ask, I’mma seek, Questions flowin’, it’s unique, Who, what, where, when, and why, In the interrogative, we reach for the sky! (Outro) So remember this vibe, keep it alive, Interrogative mood, let’s thrive, Ask away, don’t be shy, With questions in our hearts, we’ll always fly high!

I woke up last night, alone in a darkened room A soft light glowed, cutting through the gloom There stood a silhouette in a silver shine with wings so glorious A comfort so divine He whispered "dad, I'm never far away I'm singing with the angels at the break of day Grandma and my Grandpa's are here by my side cheering me on with a love that puts me on another high I smiled, and said I just love those whisper's in the night I reached out, but he faded, just out of my reach Yet his Sweet words resonated, stay so close I could hardly breath In that moment time just seized, I felt so complete As if he wrapped his love around me I know he's free, and all his family their with him where the lights always glow In a Kingdom that's pure where his spirit flows When night falls, I feel him here A voice from heaven gentle so clear.

(Verse 1) Aankhon mein teri, qamar ka noor hai jaise Chehre pe tere, hoor ki jhalak, aise Dil mein meri, tere liye ishq beshumar Meri hayat, meri dunya, meri noor-e-nazar (Chorus) Meri habibi, meri jaan, karo mujhe qubool Saath chalenge hum dono, har mushkil se door Tere sang zindagi bitana chahta hoon Tere bina ek pal bhi, main nahi reh sakta hoon (Verse 2) Tere baalon ki ghata, jaise shab-e-yaldah Tere lehje ki mithas, jaise shahad ka firdous Tere muskan mein kho jaata hoon, jaise koi aashiq Tere bina main tanha, jaise phool be-rang (Chorus) Meri habibi, meri jaan, karo mujhe qubool Saath chalenge hum dono, har mushkil se door Tere sang zindagi bitana chahta hoon Tere bina ek pal bhi, main nahi reh sakta hoon (Bridge) College ke deewaron mein, likhi hai hamari kahani Ishq ki kitaaben mein, hoga tere mere naam ki nishani (Chorus) Meri habibi, meri jaan, karo mujhe qubool Saath chalenge hum dono, har mushkil se door Tere sang zindagi bitana chahta hoon Tere bina ek pal bhi, main nahi reh sakta hoon (Outro) In lamhaat ko, yaadon mein samet kar rakhna Meri mohabbat ki nishani, hamesha apne paas rakhna Will you be mine, forever? Meri habibi, meri jaan, mere Noor- al-haya bolo na bolo qubool hai qubool hai.

De siger, Ebbe han har brødre, og de står stærkt, Mistet et par på vejen, men de står stadig kært. Ebbe rider alene, med hjertet koldt som is, Men han efterlod en pige, det løfte var hans pris. Ebbe på sin røde hest, rider som en konge, Satte en ring på Adelus, smuk som en drøm så længe. Sagde, han ville komme tilbage, når krigen var slut, Hun sagde: “Jeg venter otte år, det er et æreskud.” Men Peder, hans bror, havde sin egen plan, Så den pige helt alene, tænkte “Nu er jeg manden.” De siger, Ebbe han har brødre, og de står stærkt, Mistet et par på vejen, men de står stadig kært. Ebbe rider alene, med hjertet koldt som is, Men han efterlod en pige, det løfte var hans pris. Ebbe er ude på feltet, med sværdet og stoltheden, Peder hjemme, prøver på at stjæle hans kvinde. Ebbes mor hvisker løgne ind i Adelus’ øre, Siger “Din fyr er væk, han kommer ej mere her.” Adelus knækker og lover sin hånd, Mens Ebbe drømmer om ild, hjertet brænder som bånd. De siger, Ebbe han har brødre, og de står stærkt, Mistet et par på vejen, men de står stadig kært. Ebbe rider alene, med hjertet koldt som is, Men han efterlod en pige, det løfte var hans pris. Ebbe mærker varmen, drømme lyver ej, Siger farvel til kejseren, tid til at vende hjemvej. Tre dage uden pause, ingen hvile, kun smerte, Ridder gennem nætter, med regnen om hjertet. Kommer hjem, ser lys, hører fest og sang, Hans egen bror gift, i hans barndoms land. De siger, Ebbe han har brødre, og de står stærkt, Mistet et par på vejen, men de står stadig kært. Ebbe rider alene, med hjertet koldt som is, Men han efterlod en pige, det løfte var hans pris. Ebbe møder hende ved trappen, de står alene, “Pige, husk du svor, du ville være min ene?” Adelus ryster, men står fast og siger: “Jeg er Peders nu, det kan ikke ændres, det styrer mig videre.” Vreden brænder i hans blik, som en nat i flammer, Trækker sit sværd, klar til hævnens hammer. Hans bror falder, blodet flyder på gulvet, Ebbe står tilbage, men han har mistet alt. De siger, Ebbe han har brødre, og de står stærkt, Mistet et par på vejen, men de står stadig kært. Ebbe rider alene, med hjertet koldt som is, Men han efterlod en pige, det løfte var hans pris. De begraver kærlighed, de begraver smerte, Broren i jorden, men arret er der i hjertet. Ebbe på flugt fra alt, han har gjort, Jager vilde stier, men kan ikke finde bort.