Créditos

INTERPRETAÇÃO
Bobby McFerrin
Bobby McFerrin
Baixo
Lisa Fischer
Lisa Fischer
Alto
Roger Treece
Roger Treece
Tenor
Alexandra Montano
Alexandra Montano
Soprano
Amelia Watkins
Amelia Watkins
Soprano
Andrea Figallo
Andrea Figallo
Baixo
Cole Davis
Cole Davis
Soprano
Daniel Abraham DeVeau
Daniel Abraham DeVeau
Soprano
Darmon Meader
Darmon Meader
Tenor
Fletcher Sheridan
Fletcher Sheridan
Tenor
Katie Campbell
Katie Campbell
Soprano
Kristina Boerger
Kristina Boerger
Soprano
Michele Eaton
Michele Eaton
Soprano
Michelle Mailhot-Valines
Michelle Mailhot-Valines
Soprano
Pedro Eustache
Pedro Eustache
Madeiras
Peter Eldridge
Peter Eldridge
Baixo
Ryland Angel
Ryland Angel
Tenor
Sandra Anderson
Sandra Anderson
Soprano
arr. David Root
arr. David Root
Tenor
COMPOSIÇÃO E LETRA
Roger Treece
Roger Treece
Composição
Don Rosler
Don Rosler
Composição
PRODUÇÃO E ENGENHARIA
Roger Treece
Roger Treece
Engenharia (mixagem)
Allen Sides
Allen Sides
Engenharia (mixagem)

Letra

I hear my "hey la"
Echo with my "hola"
Beneath my footbridge, where I always sing
Whistling papa's whistle
Bouncing off the stone
Closing my eyes to find eternal spring
Rolling down the hillside
Soaking in the twilight
Floating with laughter and the spinning sky
Deep in constellations
Fathoming creation
How could all this evolve from timeless time
Imagine this...
One brief eternity
A tiny glimpse from God
One small infinity where I sing my "hey la"
Dropping back to hard hand
Ticking with the tock land
Finding a portal to a timeless sea
Maybe someone's kiss is
Where suspended bliss is
Or in the moment
Before your baby
Drifts to sleep
Your lullabies lullaby you
Lullabies will bring you back
Drifting off and slipping into
Somewhere you swear you hear
Voices, mama's "doo doo doo doo"
Lovers whisper "oo oo oo oo"
Loved ones lost are singing with you
Psalms and whispers
Working in the garden has you
Breathing in the bloom, and then you
View the sunset view to bring you
Back to awe and understanding
To the place
Where revelations seem so never ending
Mama hear my "hey la, hey la..."
I hear papa's whistle, can you hear him too
God has granted us
With this brief eternity
A chance to see
A wondrous glimpse
Within a kiss
Suspended bliss
An echoed voice
A spinning boy
Who's drifting with the stars to sleep
Written by: Don Rosler, Roger Treece
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