|: Eb E F Eb E F :|

C# BAfter all the jacks are in their

F#boxes

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

C# BYou can hear happiness staggering

F# on down the street

G# B E F F#Footsteps dressed in red

G# B E F F# E F F#And the wind whispers Mary

C# B F#A broom is drearily sweeping

C# BUp the broken peices of

F#yesterday's life

C# B F#Somewhere a queen is weeping

G# B E F F#Somewhere a king has no wife

G# B E F F# E F F#And the wind cries Mary

B D F#

C# BThe traffic lights turn blue

F#tomorrow

C# BAnd shine the emptyness down on my

F#bed

C# B F#The tiny island sags downstream

G# B E F F#Cause the life that lived is dead

G# B E F F# E F F#And the wind screams Mary

C# B F#Will the wind ever remember

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

C# BWith its crutch, its old age, and

F# its wisdom

G# BIt whispers no, this will be the

E F F#last

G# B E F F# EAnd the wind cries Mary

F F# E F F# E F F#Por: Jean Guilherme Amaral Maia