{"id":30919,"date":"2024-03-17T09:25:12","date_gmt":"2024-03-17T12:25:12","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/dannybia.com\/dannys\/?p=30919"},"modified":"2024-03-19T13:11:13","modified_gmt":"2024-03-19T16:11:13","slug":"fernando","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/dannybia.com\/dannys\/fernando\/","title":{"rendered":"Fernando"},"content":{"rendered":"<h2><span class=\"brown\">Fernando &#8211; (tradu\u00e7\u00e3o)<\/span><br \/>\n<span class=\"blue\">Abba<\/span><\/h2>\n<div class=\"audio\" style=\"text-align: right;\"><audio preload=\"none\" controls=\"controls\"><span data-mce-type=\"bookmark\" style=\"display: inline-block; width: 0px; overflow: hidden; line-height: 0;\" class=\"mce_SELRES_start\">\ufeff<\/span><source src=\"https:\/\/dannybia.com\/dannys\/wp-content\/uploads\/2024\/03\/fernando_abba.mp3\" type=\"audio\/mpeg\" \/><span data-mce-type=\"bookmark\" style=\"display: inline-block; width: 0px; overflow: hidden; line-height: 0;\" class=\"mce_SELRES_end\">\ufeff<\/span><\/audio><\/div>\n<div class='grid-row clearfix'><div class='grid-col grid-col-6'><section class='cws-widget'><section class='cws_widget_content'>\n<h2><span class=\"red\">Fernando<\/span><\/h2>\n<p>Can you hear the drums, Fernando?<br \/>\nI remember, long ago,<br \/>\nAnother starry night like this<br \/>\nIn the firelight, Fernando<br \/>\nYou were humming to yourself<br \/>\nAnd softly strumming your guitar<br \/>\nI could hear the distant drums and sounds<br \/>\nOf bugle calls were coming from afar<\/p>\n<p>They were closer now, Fernando<br \/>\nEvery hour, every minute<br \/>\nSeemed to last eternally<br \/>\nI was so afraid, Fernando<br \/>\nWe were young and full of life<br \/>\nAnd none of us prepared to die<br \/>\nAnd I&#8217;m not ashamed to say<br \/>\nThe roar of guns and cannons<br \/>\nAlmost made me cry<\/p>\n<p>There was something in the air that night<br \/>\nThe stars were bright, Fernando<br \/>\nThey were shining there for you and me<br \/>\nFor liberty, Fernando<br \/>\nThough we never thought that we could lose<br \/>\nThere&#8217;s no regret<\/p>\n<p>If I had to do the same again<br \/>\nI would, my friend, Fernando<br \/>\nIf I had to do the same again<br \/>\nI would, my friend, Fernando<\/p>\n<p>Now we&#8217;re old and grey, Fernando<br \/>\nSince many years<br \/>\nI haven&#8217;t seen a rifle in your hand<br \/>\nCan you hear the drums, Fernando?<br \/>\nDo you still recall the fateful night<br \/>\nWe crossed the Rio Grande?<br \/>\nI can see it in your eyes<br \/>\nHow proud you were to fight<br \/>\nFor freedom in this land<\/p>\n<p>There was something in the air that night<br \/>\nThe stars were bright, Fernando<br \/>\nThey were shining there for you and me<br \/>\nFor liberty, Fernando<br \/>\nThough I never thought that we could lose<br \/>\nThere&#8217;s no regret<\/p>\n<p>If I had to do the same again<br \/>\nI would, my friend, Fernando<\/p>\n<p>There was something in the air that night<br \/>\nThe stars were bright, Fernando<br \/>\nThey were shining there for you and me<br \/>\nFor liberty, Fernando<br \/>\nThough I never thought that we could lose<br \/>\nThere&#8217;s no regret<\/p>\n<p>If I had to do the same again<br \/>\nI would, my friend, Fernando<br \/>\nYes, if I had to do the same again<br \/>\nI would, my friend, Fernando<br \/>\nIf I had to do the same again<br \/>\nI would, my friend, Fernando<br \/>\n<\/section><\/section><\/div><div class='grid-col grid-col-6'><section class='cws-widget'><section class='cws_widget_content'>\n<h2><span class=\"green\">Fernando<\/span><\/h2>\n<p>Voc\u00ea est\u00e1 ouvindo os tambores, Fernando?<br \/>\nEu lembro que, h\u00e1 muito tempo,<br \/>\nNuma outra noite estrelada como essa<br \/>\nSob a luz da fogueira, Fernando<br \/>\nVoc\u00ea cantarolava para si mesmo<br \/>\nE tocava suavemente o seu viol\u00e3o<br \/>\nEu podia ouvir as batidas e os barulhos<br \/>\nDas cornetas que vinham de longe<\/p>\n<p>Eles estavam chegando mais perto, Fernando<br \/>\nCada hora, cada minuto<br \/>\nParecia levar uma eternidade<br \/>\nEu estava com tanto medo, Fernando<br \/>\nN\u00f3s \u00e9ramos jovens, cheios de vida<br \/>\nE nenhum de n\u00f3s estava disposto a morrer<br \/>\nE eu n\u00e3o tenho vergonha de dizer<br \/>\nO rugido das armas e dos canh\u00f5es<br \/>\nQuase me fez chorar<\/p>\n<p>Havia algo no ar naquela noite<br \/>\nAs estrelas brilhavam, Fernando<br \/>\nElas brilhavam por voc\u00ea e por mim<br \/>\nPela liberdade, Fernando<br \/>\nEmbora eu nunca tenha pensado na derrota<br \/>\nN\u00e3o me arrependo<\/p>\n<p>Se eu tivesse que fazer tudo de novo<br \/>\nEu faria, meu amigo, Fernando<br \/>\nSe eu tivesse que fazer tudo de novo<br \/>\nEu faria, meu amigo, Fernando<\/p>\n<p>Agora estamos velhos e grisalhos, Fernando<br \/>\nE faz muitos anos<br \/>\nQue eu n\u00e3o vejo um rifle em suas m\u00e3os<br \/>\nVoc\u00ea est\u00e1 ouvindo os tambores, Fernando?<br \/>\nVoc\u00ea se lembra da terr\u00edvel noite<br \/>\nEm que atravessamos o Rio Grande?<br \/>\nEu posso ver em seus olhos<br \/>\nComo voc\u00ea sentia orgulho em lutar<br \/>\nPela liberdade nesta terra<\/p>\n<p>Havia algo no ar naquela noite<br \/>\nAs estrelas brilhavam, Fernando<br \/>\nElas brilhavam por voc\u00ea e por mim<br \/>\nPela liberdade, Fernando<br \/>\nEmbora eu nunca tenha pensado na derrota<br \/>\nN\u00e3o me arrependo<\/p>\n<p>Se eu tivesse que fazer tudo de novo<br \/>\nEu faria, meu amigo, Fernando<\/p>\n<p>Havia algo no ar naquela noite<br \/>\nAs estrelas brilhavam, Fernando<br \/>\nElas brilhavam por voc\u00ea e por mim<br \/>\nPela liberdade, Fernando<br \/>\nEmbora eu nunca tenha pensado na derrota<br \/>\nN\u00e3o me arrependo<\/p>\n<p>Se eu tivesse que fazer tudo de novo<br \/>\nEu faria, meu amigo, Fernando<br \/>\nSim, se eu tivesse que fazer tudo de novo<br \/>\nEu faria, meu amigo, Fernando<br \/>\nSe eu tivesse que fazer tudo de novo<br \/>\nEu faria, meu amigo, Fernando<br \/>\n<\/section><\/section><\/div><\/div>\n<hr \/>\n<p align=\"center\"><a href=\"https:\/\/dannybia.com\/dannys\/let-it-be\/\" class=\"su-button su-button-style-3d\" style=\"color:#FFFFFF;background-color:#00aba5;border-color:#008984;border-radius:5px\" target=\"_self\"><span style=\"color:#FFFFFF;padding:0px 16px;font-size:13px;line-height:26px;border-color:#4dc5c0;border-radius:5px;text-shadow:none\"> \nLet it Be<\/span><\/a> <a href=\"https:\/\/dannybia.com\/dannys\/i-still-believe-in-you\/\" class=\"su-button su-button-style-3d\" style=\"color:#FFFFFF;background-color:#00aba5;border-color:#008984;border-radius:5px\" target=\"_self\"><span style=\"color:#FFFFFF;padding:0px 16px;font-size:13px;line-height:26px;border-color:#4dc5c0;border-radius:5px;text-shadow:none\"> \nI Still Believe in You<\/span><\/a>\n<div class='grid-row clearfix'><div class='grid-col grid-col-12'><section class='cws-widget'><section class='cws_widget_content'>\n\t<div class=\"testimonial \">\n\t\t<div class='clearfix'>\n\t\t\t<img src='https:\/\/dannybia.com\/dannys\/wp-content\/uploads\/bfi_thumb\/music-100-53-3cmz0mmckqq6uxx1jh924g.png' alt \/>\t\t\t\t<p>\n<p align=\"justify\">A mulher tola \u00e9 alvoro\u00e7adora; \u00e9 insensata, e n\u00e3o conhece o pudor. Senta-se \u00e0 porta da sua casa ou numa cadeira, nas alturas da cidade, chamando aos que passam e seguem direitos o seu caminho: Quem \u00e9 simples, volte-se para c\u00e1! E aos faltos de entendimento diz: As \u00e1guas roubadas s\u00e3o doces, e o p\u00e3o comido \u00e0s ocultas \u00e9 agrad\u00e1vel. Mas ele n\u00e3o sabe que ali est\u00e3o os mortos; que os seus convidados est\u00e3o nas profundezas do Seol.<\/p>\n<\/p>\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t<div class=\"author\">Prov\u00e9rbios 9:13-18<\/div>\t<\/div>\n\t\n<\/section><\/section><\/div><\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Fernando &#8211; (tradu\u00e7\u00e3o) Abba \ufeff\ufeff<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[119,3],"tags":[851,4581,4580,4579,122,628,629,405],"class_list":["post-30919","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-music-and-lyrics","category-news","tag-abba","tag-benny-andersson","tag-bjorn-ulvaeus","tag-fernando","tag-musicas-anos-70","tag-musicas-anos-80","tag-musicas-anos-90","tag-traducao-de-musicas"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/dannybia.com\/dannys\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/30919","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/dannybia.com\/dannys\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/dannybia.com\/dannys\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/dannybia.com\/dannys\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/dannybia.com\/dannys\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=30919"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/dannybia.com\/dannys\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/30919\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/dannybia.com\/dannys\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=30919"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/dannybia.com\/dannys\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=30919"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/dannybia.com\/dannys\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=30919"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}