Traducción: Madredeus. O Pomar Das Laranjeiras.
Under the evening stars i walk The smell of cool, damp earth beneath my feet On a summer night, In the Orchard My car is parked down, side of the road
Of death and sharpest function Of bronze and blaze Tribulation these are So divine a loss this day Remember me I am the thief Revolution screams From
Life is like unfinished film Like actors we change our faces Playing our parts is not so easy Under such circumstances I can't say I know myself But
In the middle of an apple orchard There's a small boy Watching bees in the blossoms In the middle of an apple orchard There's two boys Climbing trees
You only give me what you don't want no more Ask the questions that you don't know at all Let's lie down for a while You can smile Lay your hair
The past is prophetic; Some days I am poetic. Some days I know the rules, some days I play with them. I am the orchard and the tree; I am my own worst
You were the coal she was the fire that warmed your skin and all within memories to hold her trembling fingers held all they'd known as she went on oh
Oh, you, you are the orchard of my eye I couldn't help but realize You were standing in my way And you dream of rainbows in gray skies Couldn't help
Tout le sang qu'ont verse Les hommes dans la plaine Et tous les trepasses Des causes incertaines Ont fait qu'a ce verger Il pousse par centaines La rose
Traducción: Jandek. Todos em um pomar de Apple.
Traducción: Tiger Army. No pomar.