Charley visits Sydney

[Verse 1] Charlie the Chunky Monkey, packed his blue overalls, With a gold "C" on the bib, he was ready for it all. He hopped on a plane, oh, what a ride, Off to Sydney, Australia, with the sun shining bright! [Chorus] Oh, Charlie the Chunky Monkey, swinging with glee, By the Harbour Bridge and the Sydney Opera House in the harbour. Adventure in his heart, a smile on his face, Charlie in Sydney, what a magical place! [Verse 2] He strolled to the harbour, and what did he see? The Sydney Opera House, shining brilliantly. “Oh, what a wonder,” Charlie exclaimed, “Those sails are so grand, no two are the same!” [Bridge] He climbed the Harbour Bridge, the view so high, With the city below and the bright blue sky. Waving to the ferries and the people down there, Charlie felt the Sydney magic in the air. [Chorus] Oh, Charlie the Chunky Monkey, swinging with glee, By the Harbour Bridge and the Opera House in the harbour. Adventure in his heart, a smile on his face, Charlie in Sydney, what a magical place! [Verse 3] He danced with the buskers, ate a lamington treat, Made friends with a kookaburra, oh, what a feat! From Bondi’s waves to the Darling Harbour lights, Charlie explored Sydney, day and night. [Outro] Now Charlie the Chunky Monkey, he’s back on the plane, But Sydney’s in his heart, he’ll be back again. With stories to tell, and memories so sweet, Charlie’s Aussie adventure is complete! [Final Chorus] Oh, Charlie the Chunky Monkey, swinging with glee, By the Harbour Bridge and the Opera House in the harbour. Adventure in his heart, a smile on his face, Charlie in Sydney, what a magical place!

Francisco é um pirata, com 5 anos de idade, Com uma pala no olho e um mapa de verdade. Com o chapéu de jornal e uma espada de pau, Diz ao papá: “Sou o capitão, tu és o meu pau-mandado!” Oh, lá vai o Francisco, o pirata destemido, Navegando no sofá como um barco de perigo. Comanda o pai com coragem e sem hesitar, "Capitão Papá, vá buscar o tesouro já!" No tapete da sala, encontrou um X vermelho, “É aqui que está o ouro, brilha mais do que um espelho!” Mas era só a tigela onde estavam os cereais, Papá riu e disse: “São os teus tesouros finais!” Oh, lá vai o Francisco, o pirata destemido, Navegando no sofá como um barco de perigo. Comanda o pai com coragem e sem hesitar, "Capitão Papá, vá buscar o tesouro já!" De repente, um gato aparece, “É um monstro do mar!” “Rápido, Capitão Papá, temos que remar!” Lá vai o Francisco com a sua colher de remos, “Foge, monstro peludo, vai brincar com os teus donos!” Ao fim da aventura, já é hora de dormir, Francisco tira o chapéu, pronto para a cama ir. Mas antes de fechar os olhos, com ar misterioso, Diz ao papá: “Amanhã, o tesouro será fabuloso!” Oh, lá vai o Francisco, o pirata destemido, Mesmo no sonho, ele é o herói atrevido. Comanda o pai com coragem e sem hesitar, "Capitão Papá, juntos vamos conquistar!"

[Verse 1] Tanya stepped into the city lights, Worn-out shoes on broken nights, With a heart like a shadow, whispering low, She carries the weight of a world she can’t show. The echoes of laughter, lost in the haze, Every street corner, a ghost of her days. [Verse 2] In the midnight alleys, the whispers grow loud, The spirit of her father, lost in the crowd. Tears like raindrops on cobblestone dreams, Fighting the silence, unraveling seams. Every flicker of light, a flicker of pain, She draws on the sorrow, like an artist in rain. [Chorus] Oh, in this sorrow canvas, she paints her soul, A portrait of heartache that never feels whole. Haunted by memories, her father’s last breath, In the shadows, she wanders, dancing with death. [Bridge] [Fading Voice] Tanya, don’t you know you’re stronger than this? With each stroke of darkness, there’s a chance for bliss. But the whispers keep calling, they just won’t let go, Still, she stands in the shadows, fighting her flow. [Verse 3] As the dawn breaks gently, she walks through the mist, Feeling the warmth of a love she once kissed. In the city of dreams, she learns to let go, Crafting a new path, letting her heart flow. But the portrait keeps haunting, each color a scream, Tanya finds solace in the threads of her dream. [Build-up] [Chorus] Oh, in this sorrow canvas, she paints her soul, A portrait of heartache that never feels whole. Haunted by memories, her father’s last breath, In the shadows, she wanders, dancing with death. [Guitar solo] [Quick silence] [Outro] So here’s to the lost souls, who wander alone, In a city of whispers, where shadows are grown. Oh, in this sorrow canvas, she paints her soul, A love everlasting, but never feels whole. [Wishper] (In this sorrow canvas, she paints her soul) (In this sorrow canvas, she finds her control)

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