O SOM DO B

O som do "b"", diferentemente do som do "p", é um pouco mais "pra dentro". Perceba também as diferenças entre brea, bre e bri. Experimente clicar em "break" e "brick"

English	Portuguese	Audio
brace	tira, cinta; amarrar (verbo)
bracket	suporte, prateleira
brag	fazer alarde (auto-elogiar)
Braille	Braille (código)
braid	trança, fita, cadarço
brain	cérebro, miolo
brake	freio, breque
break	quebrar; pausa, intervalo
branch	galho, filial
brand	marca
brass	latão, metal
bread	pão
breed	raça
brew	fermentar; bebida fermentada
brick	tijolo
bride	noiva
brief	sumário, síntese
bright	brilhante
bring	trazer, carregar
broke	quebrado
bronze	bronze
brook	tolerar, sofrer, suportar
broth	caldo, sopa
brother	irmão
brown	marrom, castanho, pardo
bruise	confusão, machucado
brush	escova, pincel; escovar (verbo)

No Ordinary Dream

Late one night,

in a deep dark sleep,

my grandparents house appears,

the whole family is laughing,

I'm watching you so closely, so intently,

the first time seeing you smile,

since i lost you five years ago.

"Mom...",

i whisper out loud,

you look over at me,

telling me to come with you into the backyard,

can't help but stare,

feeling this feel real,

questioning am I seeing things,

how can you look so flawlessly.

Drawing me in closer,

swearing on my life this has happened before,

you tell me how much you love & miss me,

wish that you could go to Oregon with me,

that moment knowing,

this isn't a dream,

but you're actually visiting me,

as I tell you I love you more then anything.

The stars light up the night sky,

standing on the edge of the Jacuzzi,

looking down at your brilliant smile,

focusing on every single detail,

your twinkling green eyes,

long flowing red hair,

taking in every second of being with you,

knowing this may be your last visit.

Waking up bawling my eyes out,

missing her more then anything,

regretting every second not spent with her,

never knew lost loved ones could come see you,

I knew this wasn't some mind trick,

you really came,

letting me know that you're okay,

telling me how much you miss me,

wanting you back more then anything,

I knew this wasn't no ordinary dream.

My True Love's Eyes

I wonder if we could ever be one,

With your simple, adolescent, dead heart.The one that is burning like the warm sun,Killing my soul, ripping it far apart.Is this real, or is this a cold nightmare,The answer I feel I will never know.As I pace back and forth hoping for air,The dead silence buries me like the snow. Indeed I will soon fall into a lie,Wishing for love that could never be true.I tire of watching you pass me by,I am tired of always craving you. Yet I know love will find it's way for me,For your eyes are the truth, and all I see.

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