It was a cold and windy night,
The moon had vanished out of sight.
I climbed upstairs and locked the door,
I couldn't face the storm no more.
I grabbed a book beside the chair,
A little whiskey, nothing rare.
I stretched my feet, began to read,
A quiet night was all I'd need.
Then something cold touched my shoulder,
Made my beating heart grow colder.
I tried to shout, I tried to yell,
But fear had cast a magic spell.
The book flew from my shaking hands,
As if obeying strange commands.
I couldn't move, I couldn't flee,
When someone whispered close to me...
"I am Frankenstein!"
Shaking all over,
I was scared to death.
Couldn't say a word,
Couldn't catch my breath.
Shaking all over,
Nothing looked the same.
I took off running
Long before I knew his name.
Then in a flash the nightmare broke,
I woke up thinking it a joke.
I found myself back home in bed,
"Just a crazy dream," I said.
Somebody knocked upon my door.
"My girl's arrived, I'm pretty sure.
Ghosts don't knock," I laughed out loud,
And walked there feeling strong and proud.
The moment that I opened wide,
A freezing chill came from outside.
My knees turned weak, my face turned white,
My hair stood up in pure fright.
The one I saw was not my girl,
My head began to spin and whirl.
He smiled at me with ghostly glee...
"I'm back"
Shaking all over,
I was scared to death.
Couldn't say a word,
Couldn't catch my breath.
Shaking all over,
Nothing looked the same.
I slammed the door...
But back again he came!
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✓✓ música original de Roberto Carlos
✓✓ letra de Getúlio Francisco Cortes
✓✓ essa é minha versão pro inglês de "Noite de Terror"
Astrikos Katoikos
∆∆∆ 2020 ∆∆∆
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