Convite de Casamento / Degrau da Escada (Ao Vivo) - Ícaro e Gilmar

Somebody's filled with hate His faith is all about a certain Too busy thinkin' bout the pain To bother checkin' why it's hurtin' So come on make it right tonight Gotta get in the light Doesn't matter who you are When you movin' up with Alcazar This is the world we live in (Ohh) And these are the hands we're given (Ohh) Use them and let's start tryin' (Ohh) To make it a place worth livin' in (Ohh) This is the world we live in (Ohh) And these are the hands we're given (Ohh) Use them and let's start tryin' (Ohh) To make it a place worth livin' in (Ohh) When you're movin' up with Alcazar (You're movin', you're movin', you're movin') When you're movin' up with Alcazar (You're movin', you're movin') Like a circle made of flames No telling where it started burnin' Oh for every fire you contain A new one keeps the circle turnin' So come on make it right tonight Gotta get in the light Doesn't matter who you are When you movin' up with Alcazar This is the world we live in (Ohh) And these are the hands we're given (Ohh) You say them let's start tryin' (Ohh) To make it a place we're livin' in (Where we live in) This is the world we live in (Ohh) And these are the hands we're given (Ohh) You say them let's start tryin' (Let's start tryin) To make it a place worth livin' in You're movin' Movin' movin' movin' Movin', movin' Move Doesn't matter who you are When you're movin' up with Alcazar This is the world we live in (Ohh) And these are the hands we're given (Ohh) You say them let's start tryin' (Ohh) To make it a place we're livin' in This is the world we live in (Ohh) And these are the hands we're given (Ohh) You say them let's start tryin' (Ohh) To make it a place we're livin' in When you're movin' up with Alcazar (You're movin', you're movin', you're movin') When you're movin' up with Alcazar When you're movin' up with Alcazar

Immer Ticktack, immer renn'n, weil das Rad sich dreht Schnell noch dies und das, wofür egal, ist eh zu spät Im Kopf drei Schritte weiter, als die Füße laufen könn'n Kannst du kurz? Wir müssen noch, hab Bock, mal wieder auszupenn'n Message, E-Mails, Overload Paket vom Nachbarn, Telefon Nicht mal für 'ne Million Wir müssen jetzt mal gar nichts, okay, wenn's keinen Plan gibt Was war, ist schon vorbei, bis morgen ist's noch weit Wenn's noch so viel zu tun gibt und immer eine Uhr tickt Lass einfach kurz mal sein, nur du und ich zu zweit Was kümmert uns die Zeit? Die Zeit, die Zeit, die Zeit Was kümmert uns die Zeit? Die Zeit, die Zeit, die Zeit Nur von der Couch zum Kühlschrank, wenn wir woll'n, kurz mal raus Die Zeit ist unser Meer und wir beide treiben drauf Mir fall'n die Wolken auf, ich seh uns immer höher schweben Alles Schwere so weit weg, hier oben lässt sich's leichter leben Es tut so gut, mal nichts zu tun Es tut so gut, mal nichts zu tun Wir müssen jetzt mal gar nichts, okay, wenn's keinen Plan gibt Was war, ist schon vorbei, bis morgen ist's noch weit (so weit) Wenn's noch so viel zu tun gibt und immer eine Uhr tickt Lass einfach kurz mal sein, nur du und ich zu zweit Was kümmert uns die Zeit? Die Zeit, die Zeit, die Zeit Was kümmert uns die Zeit? Die Zeit, die Zeit, die Zeit Was kümmert uns die Zeit? Es tut so gut, mal nichts zu tun (Was kümmert uns die Zeit?) Was kümmert uns die Zeit? Es tut so gut, mal nichts zu tun Was kümmert uns die Zeit? Die Zeit, die Zeit, die Zeit Was kümmert uns die Zeit? Wir müssen jetzt mal gar nichts, okay, wenn's keinen Plan gibt Was war, ist schon vorbei, bis morgen ist's noch weit (so weit) Wenn's noch so viel zu tun gibt und immer eine Uhr tickt Lass einfach kurz mal sein, nur du und ich zu zweit Was kümmert uns die Zeit?

Aumba Aumba Aumba Aumba Aumba Aumba Aumba Moro Numa ilha com sabor a sal Paraíso em tom de postal Pararumpê Pararumpê Moro No Atlântico perdido e brutal Paraíso com sabor a sal Pararumpê Pararumpê E quando chegar a tempestade Para no vento me levar Parto nos braços da saudade Se eu partir vou naufragar Moro Na encosta de um negro vulcão Entre a chuva e o som do trovão Pararumpê Pararumpê Moro No Atlântico perdido e brutal Numa ilha com sabor a sal Pararumpê Pararumpê E quando chegar a tempestade Para no vento me levar Parto nos braços da saudade Se eu partir vou naufragar Pois é na ilha que quero estar Pois é na ilha que quero estar E é na ilha que vou ficar

Não caias Não caias Do alto do pedestal Não saias Não saias A vida não te corre mal Hum hum, o alto do pedestal Hum hum, o salto é brutal Hum hum, o alto do pedestal E o homem fugiu O pássaro voou Ela sorriu Ninguém olhou Não caias Não caias Do alto do pedestal Não saias Não saias A vida não te corre mal Hum hum, o alto do pedestal Hum hum, o salto é mortal Hum hum, o alto do pedestal E o homem fugiu O pássaro voou Ela despiu Ninguém calou Do alto do pedestal Do alto do pedestal Do alto do pedestal Do alto do pedestal