1: Jon & a calm surrender to the rush

faz quase um ano que estamos em greve, mas

From this day onI own my father's gunWe dug a shallow

a little bit funny, this feeling insideI'm not one

all in the name of being somebody(One, two, three four,

some good timesJumping shipAnd showing up on shoreJust pocket

a calm surrender to the rush of dayWhen the

left at first light Friday morningLittle Dan and Becky

a constant struggle getting up that hillThere's a change

(Verse 1)When I think of those East End lights, muggy nightsThe

1: me close, you're just to farOr I can

MRS. a MRS. can see

Don't, Don't go go breaking my heartI couldn't

You tell me there's an angel in your treeDid he say

is a many splendored thingLove lifts us up where we

Often these daysAnd always these nightsI find I'm afraidOf the turbulent

GIRL: So Sorry, So So Sorry (x2)JOHN: Neither of us ever

Matata!What a wonderful Matata!Ain't no passing means no

e PUMBA o que acontece— O quê?!O que virá

e MUFASA, Bom dia Majestade— Bom dia, Zazu— Eu