BIOGRAFIA Ella Jane Fitzgerald (1917–1996), conhecida como “The First Lady of Song”, foi uma das mais importantes vozes do jazz e da música popular americana. Nascida na Virgínia e criada em Nova Iorque, teve uma infância difícil, marcada pela morte da mãe e por períodos em orfanatos. Em 1934, participou

In the chilly hours and minutesOf uncertainty, I want to beIn the warm hold of your loving mind To feel you all around meAnd to take your hand, along the sandAh, but I may as well try and catch the wind When sundown pales the skyI want to hide a

I need love, love to ease my mindI need to find, find someone to call mineBut mama said you can’t hurry loveNo you just have to waitShe said love don’t come easyIt’s a game of give and takeYou can’t hurry loveNo, you just have to waitYou gotta trust, give it

Didn’t know what time it was, the lights were lowI leaned back on my radioSome cat was layin’ down some rock ‘n’ roll“Lotta soul, ” he saidThen the loud sound did seem to fadeCame back like a slow voice on a wave of phaseThat wasn’t no DJ, that was hazy

Ooh, bet you’re wonderin’ how I knew‘Bout your plan to make me blueWith some other guy that you knew beforeBetween the two of us guysYou know I loved you moreIt took me by surprise, I must sayWhen I found out yesterday Ooh-ooh, I heard it through the grapevineNot much longer

The young onesDarling we’re the young onesAnd the young ones shouldn’t be afraid To live loveWhile the flame is strong‘cause we may not be the young ones very long TomorrowWhy wait until tomorrow‘cause tomorrow sometimes never comesSo love meThere’s a song to be sungAnd the best time is to sing

Deep down in Louisiana close to New OrleansWay back up in the woods among the evergreensThere stood a log cabin made of earth and woodWhere lived a country boy named Johnny B. GoodeWho never ever learned to read or write so wellBut he could play a guitar just like a-ringin’

Amou daquela vez como se fosse a últimaBeijou sua mulher como se fosse a últimaE cada filho seu como se fosse o únicoE atravessou a rua com seu passo tímido Subiu a construção como se fosse máquinaErgueu no patamar quatro paredes sólidasTijolo com tijolo num desenho mágicoSeus olhos embotados de

Às vezes no silêncio da noiteEu fico imaginando nós doisEu fico ali sonhando acordadoJuntando o antes, o agora e o depois Por que você me deixa tão solto?Por que você não cola em mim?Tô me sentindo muito sozinho Não sou nem quero ser o seu donoÉ que um carinho às

I wanna love youAnd treat you rightI wanna love youEvery day and every night We’ll be togetherWith a roof right over our headsWe’ll share the shelterOf my single bedWe’ll share the same room, yeahFor Jah provide the bread Is this love? Is this love? Is this love?Is this love that