gotas de chuva na minha cuíca

Raindrops keep fallin' on my head

(Hal David / Burt Bacharach)

Raindrops keep fallin' on my head

And just like the guy whose feet are too big for his bed
Nothin' seems to fit
Those raindrops are fallin' on my head, they keep fallin'

So I just did me some talkin' to the sun
And I said I didn't like the way he got things done
Sleepin' on the job
Those raindrops are fallin' on my head, they keep fallin'

But there's one thing I know
The blues they send to meet me won't defeat me
It won't be long till happiness steps up to greet me

Raindrops keep fallin' on my head
But that doesn't mean my eyes will soon be turnin' red
Cryin's not for me
'Cause I'm never gonna stop the rain by complainin'
Because I'm free
Nothin's worryin' me

It won't be long till happiness steps up to greet me

Raindrops keep fallin' on my head
But that doesn't mean my eyes will soon be turnin' red
Cryin's not for me
'Cause I'm never gonna stop the rain by complainin'
Because I'm free
Nothin's worryin' me

Nota: A versão de B.J. Thomas é a 'standard', mas não chega nem perto dos arranjos suingados de Cesar Camargo Mariano e Banda e da voz de Wilson Simonal.

Outra nota: Tem um outro registro muito simpático pra essa música feita pelo glorioso Trio Mocotó, com Fritz Escovão cantando por meio de uma cuíca (versão-título que escolhi para o post).