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    This song by Don McLean tells the story of "The Day the Music Died" through a series of vignettes and references to historical events and figures. It describes a time when music and culture were changing, represented by the 1959 plane crash that killed Buddy Holly, Ritchie Valens, and The Big Bopper. The lyrics reflect on the loss of innocence and unity that was ending as the 1960s began. The music itself died as everything was changing and a generation found itself adrift without the shared experiences of music.

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    Letra da música de Don McLean

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    This song by Don McLean tells the story of "The Day the Music Died" through a series of vignettes and references to historical events and figures. It describes a time when music and culture were changing, represented by the 1959 plane crash that killed Buddy Holly, Ritchie Valens, and The Big Bopper. The lyrics reflect on the loss of innocence and unity that was ending as the 1960s began. The music itself died as everything was changing and a generation found itself adrift without the shared experiences of music.

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    American Pie - Letra e Tradução

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    This song by Don McLean tells the story of "The Day the Music Died" through a series of vignettes and references to historical events and figures. It describes a time when music and culture were changing, represented by the 1959 plane crash that killed Buddy Holly, Ritchie Valens, and The Big Bopper. The lyrics reflect on the loss of innocence and unity that was ending as the 1960s began. The music itself died as everything was changing and a generation found itself adrift without the shared experiences of music.

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    >--Chorus--

    >American Pie >Now for ten years we've been on


    >Don McLean our own,
    > >And moss grows fat on a rolling
    >A long, long time ago, stone.
    >I can still remember, >But that's not how it used to
    >How that music used to make me be.
    smile. >When the Jester sang for the
    >And I knew if I had my chance King and Queen
    >That I could make those people >In a coat he borrowed from James
    dance, Dean
    >And maybe they'd be happy for a >And a voice that came from you
    while. and me,
    >But February made me shiver >Oh, and while the King was
    >With every paper I delivered. looking down,
    >Bad news on the doorstep; >The Jester stole his thorny
    >Couldn't take one more step. crown
    >I can't remember if I cried >The court room was adjourned
    >When I read about his widowed >No verdict was returned.
    bride. >And while Lenin read a book on
    >But something touched me deep Marx,
    inside >The quartet practised in the
    >The day the music died. park
    >So... >And we sang dirges in the dark
    >Chorus: >The day the music died.
    >Bye, bye Miss American Pie >--Chorus--
    >Drove my Chevy to the levee but >Helter skelter in a summer
    the levee was dry. swelter
    >Them good ol' boys were drinking >The birds flew off with the
    whiskey & rye fallout shelter.
    >Singing "This'll be the day that >Eight miles high and falling
    I die; fast.
    >Yes n' this'll be the day that I >It landed foul on the grass
    die." >The players tried for a forward
    >Did you write The Book of Love? pass
    >And do you have faith in God >With the Jester on the sidelines
    above in a cast.
    >If The Bible tells you so? >Now the half-time air was sweet
    >Oh, do you believe in Rock 'n perfume
    Roll? >While the sergeants played a
    >Can music save your mortal soul? marching tune
    >And can you teach me how to >We all got up to dance,
    dance real slow? >Oh, but we never got the chance
    >Well I know that you're in love >'Cause the players tried to take
    with him the field
    >'Cause I saw you dancin' in the >The marching band refused to
    gym. yield.
    >You both kicked off your shoes. >Do you recall what was revealed
    >Man I dig those Rhythm and >The day the music died?
    Blues. >We started singing...
    >I was a lonely teenage broncin' >--Chorus--
    buck >Oh And there we were all in one
    >With a pink carnation and a place:
    pickup truck, >A generation lost in space
    >But I knew I was out of luck >With no time left to start
    >The day the music died. again.
    >I started singing... >So come on Jack be nimble Jack
    be quick >Mas Fevereiro me fez tremer, [3]
    >Jack Flash sat on a candlestick >Com cada jornal que eu
    >'Cause fire is the devil's only entregava. [4]
    friend. >Más notícias no degrau da porta;
    >And as I watched him on the >Não poderia dar nem mais um
    stage passo.
    >My hands were clenched in fists >Eu não consigo lembrar se chorei
    of rage. >Quando li sobre sua noiva
    >No angel born in Hell enviuvada. [5]
    >Could break that Satan's spell. >Algo me tocou muito
    >And as the flames climbed high profundamente
    into the night >No dia em que a música morreu.
    >To light the sacrificial rite [6]
    >I saw Satan laughing with >Então...
    delight >Coro:
    >The day the music died. >Tchau, tchau Miss Torta
    >He was singing... Americana [7]
    >--Chorus-- >Dirigi meu Chevy para a barragem
    >I met a girl who sang the blues mas a barragem estava seca. [8]
    >And I asked her for some happy >Os bons rapazes do passado
    news. estavam bebendo uísque e rye [9]
    >She just smiled and turned away. [10]
    >I went down to the sacred store >Cantando "Este será o dia em que
    >Where I'd heard the music years morrerei; [11]
    before, >Sim, e este será o dia em que
    >But the man there said the music morrerei".
    wouldn't play. >Você escreveu o Livro Do Amor?
    >And in the streets the children [12]
    screamed; >E você tem fé em Deus acima
    >The lovers cried and the poets >Se A Bíblia assim te diz? [13]
    dreamed, >Você acredita no Rock 'n Roll?
    >But not a word was spoken. [14]
    >The church bells all were >Pode a música salvar sua alma
    broken. mortal?
    >And the three men I admire most, >E você pode me ensinar como
    >The Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, dançar lentamente de verdade?
    >Caught the last train for the [15]
    coast >Bem, eu sei que você está
    >The day the music died. apaixonada por ele,
    >And they were singing... >Pois eu vi vocês dançando no
    >--Chorus-- ginásio, [16]
    > >Você dois chutaram fora os
    > sapatos. [17]
    >Torta Americana *[7] >Cara, eu gosto daquele Rhythm
    >Don McLean and Blues. [18]
    > >Eu era um rapagão adolescente e
    >Há um longo, longo tempo atrás solitário,
    [1] >Com um cravo cor-de-rosa e uma
    >Eu ainda consigo lembrar, [2] camionete de entregas. [19]
    >Como aquela música costumava me >Mas eu soube que estava sem
    fazer sorrir. [2] sorte
    >E eu sabia, se tivesse minha >No dia em que a música morreu.
    oportunidade, [2] >Eu comecei a cantar..
    >Que poderia fazer aquelas >Coro
    pessoas dançarem, [2] >Agora durante dez anos temos
    >E talvez elas fossem felizes por ficado por nossa própria conta,
    um momento. [2] [20]
    >E o musgo engorda numa pedra de novo. [39]
    rolante. [21] >Então vamos lá, Jack, seja
    >Mas não é assim que costumava esperto, Jack, seja rápido. [40]
    ser >Jack Flash sentou num castiçal
    >Quando o Palhaço cantou para o [41]
    Rei e a Rainha [22] >Pois o fogo é o único amigo do
    >Num casaco que ele emprestou de diabo. [42]
    James Dean. [23] >E enquanto eu observava-o no
    >E numa voz que veio de você e palco,
    eu. [24] >Minhas mãos estavam crispadas de
    >E enquanto o Rei estava olhando raiva.
    para baixo >Nenhum anjo nascido no inferno
    >O Palhaço roubou sua coroa de >Poderia quebrar aquele feitiço
    espinhos. [25] de Satanás. [43]
    >O tribunal foi adiado, >E enquanto as chamas subiam alto
    >Nenhum veredito foi retornado. dentro da noite,
    [26] >Para iluminar aquele ritual de
    >E enquanto Lenin lia um livro de sacrifício,
    Marx, >Eu vi Satanás rindo com prazer,
    >O quarteto praticava no parque. [44]
    [27] O dia em que a música morreu.
    >E nós entoamos lamentações no Ele estava cantando...
    escuro, Coro
    >No dia em que a música morreu. Eu encontrei uma garota que
    >Coro cantava blues, [45]
    >Tumulto num calor de verão [28] E eu perguntei a ela sobre alguma
    >Os pássaros voaram embora com o notícia alegre,
    abrigo atômico, [29] Ela apenas sorriu e afastou-se.
    >Oito milhas acima e caindo [46]
    rápido. Eu fui até a loja sagrada
    >Ele pousou ilegalmente na grama Onde eu tinha ouvido a música
    [30] anos atrás, [47]
    >Os jogadores tentaram um passe Mas o homem lá disse que a música
    para frente, [31] não seria tocada. [48]
    >Com o Palhaço em outra ocupação E nas ruas crianças gritavam,
    num gesso. [32] [49]
    >Agora o ar do intervalo era doce Os amantes choravam e os poetas
    perfume [33] sonhavam, [50]
    >Enquanto os sargentos tocavam Mas nem uma única palavra foi
    uma melodia de desfile. [34] pronunciada.
    >Nós todos nos levantamos para Os sinos da igreja estavam todos
    dançar, quebrados, [51]
    >Mas nunca tivemos a chance. [35] E os três homens que eu mais
    >Porque os jogadores tentaram admirava,
    entrar no campo, O Pai, Filho e Espírito Santo
    >A banda marcial recusou-se a [52]
    desistir. [36] >Pegaram o último trem para o
    >Você lembra-se do que foi litoral. [53]
    revelado >No dia em que a música morreu.
    >No dia em que a música morreu? [54]
    >Nós começamos a cantar... >E eles estavam cantando...
    >Coro >Coro
    >E lá estávamos nós todos num
    único lugar, [37]
    >Uma geração perdida no espaço,
    [38]
    >Sem tempo sobrando para começar

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