Perry Como - Slightly out of tune
Tekst :
( Desafinado )
Love is like a never ending melody,
Poets have compared it to a symphony,
A symphony conducted by the lighting of the moon,
But our song of love is slightly out of tune . . . .
Once your kisses raised me to a fever pitch,
Now the orchestration doesn?t seem so rich,
Seems to me you?ve changed the tune we used to sing,
Like the bossa nova love should swing . . . .
We used to harmonize two souls in perfect time,
Now the song is different and the words don?t even rhyme,
?Cause you forgot the melody our hearts would always croon,
What good?s a heart that?s slightly out of tune?
Tune your heart with mine the way it used to be,
Join with me in harmony and sing a song of love,
We?re bound to get in tune again before too long,
There?ll be no Desafinado when your heart belongs to me completely
Then you won?t be slightly out of tune, you?ll sing along with me
Inne utwory
Look to your heart Dindi Catch a falling star A portrait of my love Greensleeves Hearts will be hearts Aubrey 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
Away in a manger, no crib for a bed
The little Lord Jesus laid down his sweet head
The stars in the sky looked down where he lay
The little Lord Jesus asleep on the hay
The cattle are lowing, the baby awakes
But little Lord Jesus no crying he makes
I love thee, Lord Jesus...
My ignorance cast in the mold of all things absolute
I sustain forever my gaze. A stare fixed on the distant oblivion
Resting in the inverted state of being dead, non-sensory matter
As all the earth, the wind, the fire, the sea behold and learn to pity me
...
I feel it all, I feel it all
I feel it all, I feel it all
The wings are wide, the wings are wide
Wild card in sight, wild card in sight
Ooo, I ll be the one who ll break my heart
I ll be the one to hope come
I know more than I...
Though I d like to be the girl for him and cross the sea and land for him,
In milky skin my tongue is sand until the iridescent band begins to play,
He s my Brandy Alexander
Always gets me into trouble
But that s another matter
Brandy Alexander
He s my Brandy Alexander
Always gets me...
I could be james Dean of the Music scene
I could be a big star like that man called Queen
I could have fly moves, be a dancefloor dream
But If she can t seem to notice me
Then what s it worth now