♪ Mais um Momento musical - Metallica ♫

Nothing Else Matters:

So close no matter how far
Couldn't be much more from the heart
Forever trusting who we are
And nothing else matters
Never opened myself this way
Life is ours, we live it our way
All these words I don't just say
And nothing else matters
Trust I seek and I find in you
Every day for us something new
Open mind for a different view
And nothing else matters
Never cared for what they do
Never cared for what they know
But I know
So close no matter how far
Couldn't be much more from the heart
Forever trusting who we are
And nothing else matters
Never cared for what they do
Never cared for what they know
But I know
I never opened myself this way
Life is ours, we live it our way
All these words I don't just say
And nothing else matters
Trust I seek and I find in you
Every day for us something new
Open mind for a different view
And nothing else matters
Never cared for what they say
Never cared for games they play
Never cared for what they do
Never cared for what they know
And I know, yeah
So close no matter how far
Couldn't be much more from the heart
Forever trusting who we are
And nothing else matters

Whiskey In The Jar:

As I was goin' over

The Cook and Kerry mountains

I saw the Captain Farrell

His money he was countin'

I first produced my pistol

And then produced my rapier

I said stand and deliver

Or the devil he may take ya

I took all of his money

And it was a pretty penny

I took all of his money

And I brought it home to Molly

She swore that she'd love me

No never would she leave me

But devil take that woman

YEAH!

For you know she tricked me easy

Musha rain dum-a-do dum-a-da

Whack for my daddy-o

Whack for my daddy-o

There's whiskey in the jar-o

Being drunk and weary

I went to Molly's chamber

Taking Molly with me

But I never knew the danger

For about six or maybe seven

Yeah i watched Captain Farrell

I jumped up with my pistols

And I shot him with both barrells

Musha rain dum-a-do dum-a-da

Whack for my daddy-o

Whack for my daddy-o

There's whiskey in the jar-o

Yeah Yeah Whiskey!

Yeah, oh

Now some men like the fishing

And some men like the fowling

And some men like the hear

The hear cannon ball a roaring

Me I like sleeping

Specially in my Molly's chamber

But here I am in prison

Here I am with a ball and chain, yeah

Musha rain dum-a-do dum-a-da

Whack for my daddy-o

Whack for my daddy-o

There's whiskey in the jar-o

Yeah

Whiskey in the jar-o

Musha rain dum-a-do dum-a-da

Musha rain dum-a-do dum-a-da

Musha rain dum-a-do dum-a-da

Musha rain dum-a-do dum-a-da