|: Eb E F Eb E F :|

G# F#After all the jacks are in their

C#boxes

G# F# C#And the clowns have all gone to bed

G# F#You can hear happiness staggering

C# on down the street

D# F# B C C#Footsteps dressed in red

D# F# B C C# B C C#And the wind whispers Mary

G# F# C#A broom is drearily sweeping

G# F#Up the broken peices of

C#yesterday's life

G# F# C#Somewhere a queen is weeping

D# F# B C C#Somewhere a king has no wife

D# F# B C C# B C C#And the wind cries Mary

F# A C#

G# F#The traffic lights turn blue

C#tomorrow

G# F#And shine the emptyness down on my

C#bed

G# F# C#The tiny island sags downstream

D# F# B C C#Cause the life that lived is dead

D# F# B C C# B C C#And the wind screams Mary

G# F# C#Will the wind ever remember

G# F# C#The names it has blown in the past

G# F#With its crutch, its old age, and

C# its wisdom

D# F#It whispers no, this will be the

B C C#last

D# F# B C C# BAnd the wind cries Mary

C C# B C C# B C C#Por: Jean Guilherme Amaral Maia