Sync Different

You are too many memories But we stick together We spin in your streets Where our hearts got broken But we stick together Forever yeah
I want to feel sunlight on my face Slip into a daze
I want to feel your burning touch I’ve missed you so much
Remember the tree where we had our first kiss But we stick together
Forever
I want to feel sunlight on my face Slip into a daze
I want to feel your burning touch I’ve missed you so much
We’ll never be alone We’ll never be alone We’ll never be alone We’ll never be alone

Como não recordar de nós dois, quanta saudade
Tantas lembranças tão antigas tão presentes
Que não posso esquecer, como poderia
Nao tem jeito não
Mesmo se eu quisesse renegar, anos depois
Cada passo lado a lado
Cada laço assim atado
Eu não poderia deslembrar jamais
Tem jeito não
Tempo passou pra nós dois
Mas ficou um gosto bom
Tempos depois pra nós dois
Tempo bom que passou
Que passou que ficou

There was a time
When I thought that you were just a player
And all my time
Depended on what you would do
And i would try
To look and sound like someone that I wasn’t
Cause you were the guy
Oh man oh yes oh yes you were the guy
And i would
Dress my hair
Make it look nice
Make sure I would have some hypnotizing eyes
Touch up my lipstick with my tiny pocket glass
Wear some jeans that shape a pretty little ass
I guess, That’s how I met my first love
The best person that I could dream of
There were some times
When you would see your friends and other women
And all that time
I’d go and do the same ‘till you were home
And i would try
To ignore my jealous opinions
Cause you were the guy
Oh man oh yes you were my handsome guy
And they would
Dress their hair
Make it look nice
Make sure they would have some hypnotizing eyes
Touch up their lipstick with their tiny pocket glass
Wear some jeans that shape a pretty little ass
I guess, That’s how we end a first love
And now, I just have to move on
(Humming)
And they would
Dress their hair
Make it look nice
Make sure they would have some hypnotizing eyes
Touch up their lipstick with their tiny pocket glass
Wear some jeans that shape a pretty little ass
I guess, That’s how we end a first love
And now, I just have to move on

There were no girls not wearing flowers
There were no boys not riding horses.
Girls with flowers waiting for the wedding.
Boys ride the horses to visit the girls’ families.

No flower will not fade
No horse will cross the bridge
Withered flowers are buried everywhere
The horse crossing the bridge does not turn back
When you sing my song.
My horse and I are tired.
It's getting dark and the wine is almost finished
It's getting dark and the wine is almost finished