It’s close to midnightAnd something evil’s lurking in the darkUnder the moonlightYou see a sight that almost stops your heartYou try to screamBut terror takes the sound before you make itYou start to freezeAs horror looks you right between the eyesYou’re paralyzed ‘Cause this is thriller, thriller nightAnd no one’s

All the leaves are brown (all the leaves are brown)And the sky is gray (and the sky is gray)I’ve been for a walk (I’ve been for a walk)On a winter’s day (on a winter’s day)I’d be safe and warm (I’d be safe and warm)If I was in L.A. (if I

There’s a lady who’s sure all that glitters is goldAnd she’s buying a stairway to Heaven When she gets there she knows, if the stores are all closedWith a word she can get what she came for Ooh, ooh, and she’s buying a stairway to Heaven There’s a sign on

I call you when I need you, my heart’s on fireYou come to me, come to me wild and wildWhen you come to meGive me everything I need Give me a lifetime of promises and a world of dreamsSpeak a language of love like you know what it meansMmm, and

They say we’re young and we don’t knowWon’t find out until we growWell I don’t know if all that’s true‘Cause you got me, and baby I got you BabeI got you babeI got you babe They say our love won’t pay the rentBefore it’s earned, our money’s all been spentI

Well, you can tell by the way I use my walkI’m a woman’s man, no time to talkMusic loud and women warm, I’ve been kicked aroundSince I was bornAnd now it’s alright, it’s okayAnd you may look the other wayWe can try to understandThe New York Times’ effect on man

Hit the road Jack and don’t you come backNo more, no more, no more, no moreHit the road Jack and don’t you come back no moreWhat you say?Hit the road Jack and don’t you come backNo more, no more, no more, no moreHit the road Jack and don’t you come

É o pau, é a pedra, é o fim do caminhoÉ um resto de toco, é um pouco sozinhoÉ um caco de vidro, é a vida, é o solÉ a noite, é a morte, é um laço, é o anzolÉ peroba no campo, é o nó da madeiraCaingá candeia, é

Libiamo, libiamo ne’lieti calici che la belleza infiora E la fuggevol ora s’inebrii a voluttà Libiamo ne’dolci fremiti Che suscita l’amore Poiché quell’ochio al core Omnipotente va Libiamo, amore fra I calici Più caldi baci avrà Libiamo, amore fra I calici Più caldi baci avrà Tra voi, tra voi saprò

La donna è mobile qual piuma al vento muta d’accento e di pensiero Sempre un’amabile leggiadro viso in pianto e in riso è menzognero La donna è mobil qual piuma al vento muta d’accento e di pensier e di pensier e di pensier È sempre misero chi a lei s’affida