Perry Como - Aubrey
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And Aubrey was her name,
And not so very ordinary girl, or name . . .
But who s to blame,
For a love that wouldn t bloom,
For the hearts that never played in tune ?
Like a lovely melody,
That everyone can sing,
Take away the words that rhyme.
It doesn t mean a thing . . . hmmmm
And Aubrey was her name,
We tripped the light,
And danced together to the moon,
But where was June ?
No, it never came around,
If it did, it never made a sound . . .
Maybe I was absent,
Or was listening too fast,
Catching all the words,
But then, the meaning going past . . . hmmmm
Oh, how I miss the girl,
And I d go a thousand times around the world,
Just to be,
Closer to her, than to me.
And Aubrey was her name,
I never knew her,
But I loved her just the same,
I loved her name . . .
Wish that I had found a way,
And the reasons that would make her stay . . .
I have learned to lead a life,
Apart from all the rest,
If I can t have the one I want.
I ll go without the best . . . hmmmm
Oh, how I miss the girl,
And I d go a million times around the world,
Just to say,
She had been mine for a day!
Inne utwory
Look to your heart Dindi Catch a falling star A portrait of my love Slightly out of tune Greensleeves Hearts will be hearts I want to give Only one O, little town of Bethlehem Nearer, my god to thee One for my baby You are in love Pigtails and freckles My funny valentine Stay with me Send in the clowns Have yourself a merry little christmas I think of you Losowe utwory
Go on, go on, go on
Go on and tell like it is
Don’t want it sugarcoated
Oh, your kind of sweet leaves a bad taste in my mouth
So, cmon, cmon, cmon
You never say what’s on your mind
It’s like you’re undercover
You know how to get your way without making a sound
They’re eating out...
O, little town of Bethlehem,
how still we see thee lie;
Above thy deep and dreamless sleep,
the silent stars go by;
Yet in thy dark streets shineth,
the everlasting light
the hopes and fears of all the years
are met in thee...
[Koma]
Spójrz na nich - osiedlowa grupa dzieciaków,
Kalka, odbicie kopia, powielenie schematu,
Są wszędzie, ale przecież nikt nie ma dla nich czasu,
Ja to znam, sam tu byłem, też to przeżyłem,
Dzieciństwa lata zielone, lata szalone,
Lata, które by zabić nudę musza być...
Turn your watch
Turn your watch back
About a hundred thousand years
A hundred thousand years
IÕll meet you by the third pyramid
IÕll meet you by the third pyramid
Ah come on, thatÕs right, I want
For me in Mesopotamia
In a dressmaker shop in Greece
The pins stick like tongues on pause
Or butts in an ashtray
Lunchtime packages
Waxed and wrapped in hell
Down a dusty road
Inside an apron ford
It s cool it s cool to love your family
It s cool it s cool...