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Na manhã fria de geada Já me levanto cedinho Tomo meu mate sozinho Observando a madrugada A vida é assim passada Entre o gado e o galpão O trabalho é minha paixão Mas às vezes dói no peito Este destino que aceito De viver na solidão O cavalo é companheiro Das longas horas do dia Mas não traz a alegria De um abraço verdadeiro Sou um simples campeiro Cuidando do meu rincão Tenho orgulho da profissão Mas confesso com tristeza Que em meio a tanta beleza Falta calor de irmão Refrão: Ah, vida de peão É sina que carrego No campo encontro sossego Mas falta um aperto de mão O tempo vai e vem então Deixando marcas no rosto Entre tristeza e desgosto Sigo firme no meu posto FInal: As pessoas vêm e vão Como nuvens passageiras Deixam histórias ligeiras Mas nunca ficam então É difícil ter conexão Quando a vida é movimento Mas guardo cada momento No fundo do coração E sigo sendo peão Enfrentando vento e tempo

[Verse 1] Oh, Mom and Dad, you’re the best around, You gave me the gift, a treasure I found, A Lenovo ThinkCentre, sturdy and true, I owe it all, my thanks to you. Clark’s on a journey, he’s walking the street, Knocking on doors with tired feet, He’s searching for work, he’s doing his best, To buy it back and lay your worries to rest. [Chorus] Mom and Dad, you’re my guiding light, Through the darkest days and the sleepless nights, I’m sorry for the lies, I’m sorry for the strain, But your love has helped me find my way again. [Verse 2] I know you might doubt the plans I’ve made, For the ThinkCentre’s power to be upgraded, But trust in me, I know what it needs, For 3D models and animation speed. I was rash, I was wrong, I won’t deny, Impatience got me tangled in a web of lies, Cash Converters was a tale I shouldn’t have spun, But I’ve learned my lesson; the damage is done. [Chorus] Mom and Dad, you’re my guiding light, Through the darkest days and the sleepless nights, I’m sorry for the lies, I’m sorry for the strain, But your love has helped me find my way again. [Bridge] Clark loves you more than words can say, He’s learning to change, to find his way, The weight of reliance, he understands, But with your support, he’ll make his stand. Soon you’ll see the man he can be, Independent, strong, living freely, Everything’s happened as it was meant, With every trial, his heart’s intent. [Outro] Oh, Mom and Dad, you’re the best around, No one else like you can be found. Through all my flaws, you’ve stood by me, Thank you for the ThinkCentre and your belief in me.

**"पवन ट्रावेल्स ले आवे, खुशियॉं री सौगात, पुणे, मुंबई, सूरत अर वडोदरा रो साथ। अहमदाबाद अर आबूरोड, शियोगंज रो नजारा, सुमेरपुर, बाली, नाडोल, सफर होवे प्यारा। सांडेराव अर राजस्थान री रौनक, पवन संग सफर, हर पल मं उमंग। स्लीपर बस रा आराम, हर सफर मं मोज, पवन रा संग, हर मुसाफिर खोवे जोश। दिलीप जी अर अरविंद जी, संभाले पवन ट्रावेल्स, हर सेवा मं सजीवता, भरोसो अर विश्वास। मुसाफिरां री खुशी मं, मन लागे दिलीप जी को, अरविंद जी रा संग मं, हर सफर रा हर पल हो। बुकिंग करवा माटे फोन करो, नंबर - 7733977956, पवन ट्रावेल्स री सेवा, सफर मं सुकून अनमोल। पवन ट्रावेल्स ले आवे, सेवा मं मिठास, पुणे ते नाडोल, सफर होवे खास।**

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 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 thought up 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 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 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 I refuse to hear When one map is finished, I start off anew I’m dreaming up dreams that’ll never come true Dreaming up dreams that’ll never come true

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 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 thought up 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 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 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 I refuse to hear When one map is finished, I start off anew I’m dreaming up dreams that’ll never come true Dreaming up dreams that’ll never come true

Chelsi, Hailey, and I at Aj's place A night our family gathered memories I'll always embrace Christian stayed right by Hailey's side In Glasgow Kentucky where good times don't hide I wish it'd been Generation playing that night A jukebox hummed actually was the entertainment in the spotlight The fireflies danced in the summer night At Aj's place, where fireflies glow In Glasgow nights where the good times flow With Family near, and love around It's a small heaven with a big town sound At Aj's place where memories stay Dancing through the night til the break of day The neon lights shines the jukebox played We laughed, danced, the memory remains A club called Aj's where nights ran deep With stories to unravel and dreams to keep Glasgow s small town charm wrapped us tight In Aj's glow and big town vibe Memories like these you can't replace Chelsi, Hailey, and I at Aj's place As the music fades and night stood still We hold on to the love we feel Glasgow nights may come and go Aj's will always feel like home

Would you like to board our train? This is the only railroad That leaves you this amazed Would you like to go on this adventure? It's nothing like you have ever seen You have my word, it won't be disappointing

Folk de siger, at søndag er familiens dag. Men hvad med os eneboere, som ikke deler tag? Nogle bliver sørgmodige, nogle bliver triste, andre tyer til gøremål, mange bliver liggende. Refræn Men hvem har bestemt, at søndag skal være sådan? Nej, hør mit råd, og tag proppen af. For søndag kan sagtens blive en dejlig dag! Vers 2 Kaffe på altanen, en bog i ro og fred, eller en tur i skoven, bare dig og dit eget sted. Ingen siger, du skal noget, bare gør, hvad du vil. Giv plads til lidt glæde, og mærk søndagsfredens spil. Refræn Men hvem har bestemt, at søndag skal være sådan? Nej, hør mit råd, og tag proppen af. For søndag kan sagtens blive en dejlig dag! Bro Sæt musikken på, dans i dit køkken. Syng højt, selvom naboen hører dit brøl! Glem, hvad de siger, søndag er din, skab din egen melodi – så fin. Refræn Men hvem har bestemt, at søndag skal være sådan? Nej, hør mit råd, og tag proppen af. For søndag kan sagtens blive en dejlig dag! Outro Ja, søndag kan sagtens, blive en dejlig dag. Bare gør, hvad der gør dig glad!"

Folk de siger, at søndag er familiens dag. Men hvad med os eneboere, som ikke deler tag? Nogle bliver sørgmodige, nogle bliver triste, andre tyer til gøremål, mange bliver liggende. Refræn Men hvem har bestemt, at søndag skal være sådan? Nej, hør mit råd, og tag proppen af. For søndag kan sagtens blive en dejlig dag! Vers 2 Kaffe på altanen, en bog i ro og fred, eller en tur i skoven, bare dig og dit eget sted. Ingen siger, du skal noget, bare gør, hvad du vil. Giv plads til lidt glæde, og mærk søndagsfredens spil. Refræn Men hvem har bestemt, at søndag skal være sådan? Nej, hør mit råd, og tag proppen af. For søndag kan sagtens blive en dejlig dag! Bro Sæt musikken på, dans i dit køkken. Syng højt, selvom naboen hører dit brøl! Glem, hvad de siger, søndag er din, skab din egen melodi – så fin. Refræn Men hvem har bestemt, at søndag skal være sådan? Nej, hør mit råd, og tag proppen af. For søndag kan sagtens blive en dejlig dag! Outro Ja, søndag kan sagtens, blive en dejlig dag. Bare gør, hvad der gør dig glad!"

അത്തിലി ഇത്തിലി പനങ്കിത്താലി സെറ്റിമ സെറ്റിമസാ അച്ഛനും കൊച്ചനും കൊച്ചനിയത്തീം സെറ്റിമ സെറ്റിമസാ കുക്കുരു കുക്കു കുറുക്കൻ കക്കിരി കക്കും കറുമ്പൻ പണ്ടൊരു കാട്ടിലെത്തി മുന്തിരികണ്ടു കൊതിച്ച് നാക്കിലു വെള്ളം കുതിച്ചു കൊമ്പത്തു നോക്കി നിന്നൂഅത്തിലി ഇത്തിലി പനങ്കിത്താലി സെറ്റിമ സെറ്റിമസാ അച്ഛനും കൊച്ചനും കൊച്ചനിയത്തീം സെറ്റിമ സെറ്റിമസാ കുക്കുരു കുക്കു കുറുക്കൻ കക്കിരി കക്കും കറുമ്പൻ പണ്ടൊരു കാട്ടിലെത്തി മുന്തിരികണ്ടു കൊതിച്ച് നാക്കിലു വെള്ളം കുതിച്ചു കൊമ്പത്തു നോക്കി നിന്നൂദൂരെ നിന്നു കളി പറഞ്ഞു കുറുകും കുരുന്നു കാക്കക്കുരുവീ എന്തിനെന്റെ കുട്ടിക്കുറുക്കാ അരുതാത്ത കാര്യം നോക്കി കൊതിച്ചു കുക്കുരു കുക്കു കുറുക്കൻ ഉത്തരമന്നു പറഞ്ഞു മുന്തിരി പുളിക്കുമെന്ന് മുന്തിരികണ്ടു കൊതിച്ച് നാക്കിലു വെള്ളം കുതിച്ചു കൊമ്പത്തു നോക്കി നിന്നൂകടംകഥ പറഞ്ഞതു കേൾക്കാതെ അതുവഴി പോയൊരു കുരങ്ങച്ചൻ ചക്കരക്കുടത്തിൽ തല നീട്ടി കുടുകുടെ കുടുങ്ങി തല കറങ്ങീ കുറുക്കുനും കുരങ്ങനും കുടുങ്ങിയ കഥയൊന്നു പറഞ്ഞു മതിമറന്നു തക്കിടി മുക്കിടി താറാവും പുത്തരി കൊത്തിയ തത്തമ്മേം പച്ചമുളം കുഴലൂതി നടക്കണ കുളിരും പൂങ്കാറ്റിൽകുക്കുരു കുക്കു കുറുക്കൻ കക്കിരി കക്കും കറുമ്പൻ പണ്ടൊരു കാട്ടിലെത്തി മുന്തിരികണ്ടു കൊതിച്ച് നാക്കിലു വെള്ളം കുതിച്ചു കൊമ്പത്തു നോക്കി നിന്നൂകുരങ്ങനും കുറുക്കനും അറിയാതെ കരടിയും കിടുവയും കാണാതെ ഇരപിടിക്കാൻ വന്നൊരിടിക്കടുവ കടന്നൽകൂട്ടിലൊരടി കൊടുത്തേ അടിമുടി ഇളകിയ കടന്നൽ പട കണ്ടു കടുവ പിട പിടഞ്ഞേ അക്കിടി പറ്റിയതറിയാതെ ആ വഴി വന്നൊരു കാട്ടാന കാട്ടുകടന്നൽ കടിയുടെ എരിവും പുളിയും കൊണ്ടോടികുക്കുരു കുക്കു കുറുക്കൻ കക്കിരി കക്കും കറുമ്പൻ പണ്ടൊരു കാട്ടിലെത്തി മുന്തിരികണ്ടു കൊതിച്ച് നാക്കിലു വെള്ളം കുതിച്ചു കൊമ്പത്തു നോക്കി നിന്നൂ

"Happy Birthday, Dad" (Verse 1) It's been four long years since you went away, And I still hear your voice, in my mind every day. The jokes, the laughter, the fights we had, Still echo in my heart, both good and bad. (Pre-Chorus) I wish I’d said I love you, instead of goodbye, But now I can only talk to the stars in the sky. (Chorus) Happy Birthday, Dad, I miss you so, I wish you were here, to watch me grow. Your spirit’s beside me, I feel you near, But it’s not the same without you here. Happy Birthday, Dad, I still hold you tight, In my heart, you’re still shining bright. (Verse 2) We fought, we yelled, we didn’t always agree, But deep down, I know you still loved me. The photos we took, through the years gone by, I see your smile, and I start to cry. (Pre-Chorus) I’ll hold on to the good times we had, Through all of the moments, both happy and sad. (Chorus) Happy Birthday, Dad, I miss you so, I wish you were here, to watch me grow. Your spirit’s beside me, I feel you near, But it’s not the same without you here. Happy Birthday, Dad, I still hold you tight, In my heart, you’re still shining bright. (Bridge) I know you're out there, watching from above, Surrounded by peace, wrapped in endless love. And though we’re apart, we’ll never be far, 'Cause I’ll always carry you, in who I am, who you are. (Chorus) Happy Birthday, Dad, I miss you so, I wish you were here, to watch me grow. Your spirit’s beside me, I feel you near, But it’s not the same without you here. Happy Birthday, Dad, I still hold you tight, In my heart, you’re still shining bright. (Outro) Happy Birthday, Dad, I’ll love you forever, Though we’re apart, we’ll be together… In my heart, you’ll always be… Happy Birthday, Dad, always with me.

The world keeps turning even after we’re gone Raindrops will fall, no need for anyone The faster, the better, humanity’s a plague We’re stuck in a loop, and counting the days The sun will still set, the stars burning out Clocks keep on ticking, but there’s nothing to count The future’s a lie, and the past doesn’t care Every step taken, it leads us nowhere Why live a life full of wasted potential Why tell the truth when it’s not what they want Why be a good person when good never works Mercy is met with a blade in return Why stand up for right when wrong is a winner Why bother smiling when everything’s a joke Why dream of the sky when you’re chained to the earth Mercy is met with a blade in return The waves coming in, try to wash us away Tides ever shifting, we simply stay in place The harder we work, the less we achieve We’re fighting for nothing, pretend to believe The streets might stop burning, but the blood never dries Ignoring the carnage, try as we might The future’s a lie, and the past doesn’t care Every step taken, it leads us nowhere We’re born just to suffer, and die to be free Chasing a purpose that’s never been real This life’s but a cycle, we kill and we rape Still we keep marching, cause nothing’s at stake Why live a life full of wasted potential Why tell the truth when it’s not what they want Why be a good person when good never works Mercy is met with a blade in return Why stand up for right when wrong is a winner Why bother smiling when everything’s a joke Why dream of the sky when you’re chained to the earth Mercy is met with a blade in return Mercy is met with a blade in return