Альбом Barbra Streisand

Absent minded me
Absent minded me
I'm losing a key
Or missing a glove
Just like me to lose my love
Gotta find it, absent minded me
Dizzy dopey me
Mixed-up mopey me
I'm way, way ahead
Of the game then it starts
How did I lose my king of hearts?


Gotta find it, absent minded me
There's my key
Gee, I left it in the door
There's my glove on the shelf
Now if I don't find my love
I'll be losing myself
Gotta find him
Gotta find him
Absent minded me
Absent minded me...

When on foreign shores I am
Very truly yours I am
But if inclined to play I am
Sweetheart, that's the way I am . . .

When in Spain
For reasons I don't explain
I remain enjoying a brew
Don't deplore my fondness for fundador
You know how a fundador can lead to a few
And baby when in Rome I do as the Romans do
If per chance
I'm saying farewell to France
And romance drops in from the blue
Cherchez l'amour
I beg of you please endure
My taking a brief detour with somebody new
It's just that when in Rome
I do as the Romans do
And though from Italy
I lied to you prettily
Oh don't think of me bitterly
But know that I'm true
Except now and then in Rome

I get that old yearn in Rome
And naturally when in Rome
I do as the romans do
È molto difficile resistere agli uomini d'Italia
Per esempio, per esempio i biondi
I biondi di Firenze, di Venezia
E i bruni di Palermo, di Milano . . .

You know what I mean?
If I write happily
Best wishes from Napoli
Don't cable me snappily
To tell me we're through
Cause I'm once again in rome
In somebody's den in Rome
Well honey, but when in Rome
I do as the Romans do
So just disregard the signs and the omens
When in Rome I do as the Romans do . . .
Veni, vidi, vince!

Please forgive this platitude
But I like your attitude
You are just the kind I've had in mind
And never could find
Honey, I'm so keen on you
I could come to lean on you
On a random bay
Give you your way
Do what you say
Gee, it's all fine and dandy


Sugar candy,
When I've got you
Then I only see the sunny side
Even trouble has it's funny side
When you're gone, my sugar candy
I get so lonesome, I get so blue
But when you're handy
It's fine and dandy
But when you're gone
What can I do?

Supper time
I should set the table
'cause it's supper time
Somehow I'm not able
'cause that man of mine
Ain't coming home no more
Oh, supper time
Kids will soon be yelling
For this supper time
While I keep from telling
That that man of mine
Ain't coming home no more
While I keep explaining
When they ask me where he's gone


While I keep from crying
When I bring the supper on
How can I remind them
To pray at their humble board
How can I be thankful
When they start to thank the lord,
Oh, lord!
Supper time,
I should set the table
'cause it's supper time
Somehow I'm not able
'cause that man of mine
Ain't coming home no more
Ain't coming home no more...

Will he like me when we meet?
Will the shy and quiet girl he's going to see
Be the girl the he's imagined me to be?
Will he like me?
Will he like the girl he sees?
If he doesn't, will he know enough to know?
That there's more of me than I may always show,
Will he like me?
Will he know that there's a world of love
Waiting to warm him?
How I'm hoping that his eyes and ears
Won't misinform him
Will he like me, who can say?
Oh, this evening seems a million years away
It's insanity to worry so all day
I'll try not to
Will he like me?
He's just got to
Will he like me?
He's just got to

How does the wine taste?
Does it stain your lips?
What is the fruit-like?
Just beyond my finger tips?
Just out of reach I see so much
I cannot taste and mustn't touch
Tied to my little world
My safe little world
What would it be like
If I broke the string?
Would it be lovely
And a little frightening?
There is so much I've never understood
How does the wine taste? Is it good?
How does the wine taste?
Does it make you glow?
How does the wine taste?
How does the wine taste?
How does the wine taste?
I think you know!
Ooom...

I'm all smiles, darling
You'd be too
If you knew, darling
All of my smiles were for you
I'm all chills, darling
Through and through
But my cold hands, darling
Warm to the touch of you
Rain hasn't fallen for days now
But rainbows are filling the skies
My heart must have painted those rainbows


Shining before my eyes
Can't you tell that I'm in love, darling?
Deep and true, with guess who, darling
Someone I die for
Beg steal or lie for
Eat humble pie for
Someone to fly
To the sun, moon and sky for
Someone to live for
To love with and cry for
And that someone is you...

Autumn, it feels like autumn
Although the breeze is still
I feel the chill of autumn
Oh, yes, it's autumn
It's always autumn
However green the hill
To me it still is autumn
I can feel the frost now
That makes my spring and summer dreams


Seem lost now
Why can't the autumn haze
Recall the days of warm summer laughter?
That faded soon after in the autumn
He left in autumn
And though another season's here
I feel the emptiness of autumn
All the year...

(R.Rodgers & O.Hammerstein II)

He is pleased with me!
My Lord and Master
Declares that he's pleased with me-
What does he mean?
What does he know of me,
This lord and master?
When he has looked at me,
What has he seen?
Something young
Soft and slim,
Painted cheek,
Tap'ring limb,
Smiling lips
All for him,
Eyes that shine
Just for him-
So he thinks...
Just for him!
Though the man may be
My Lord and Master,
Though he may study me
As hard as he can,
The smile beneath my smile
He'll never see
He'll never know
I love another man
He'll never know
I love another man.

Here is a verse unlike any verse
To a song that you've never heard
It deals with the subject that I and the authors agree
Is at best absurd

Love is a bore
Love is a ball game without a score
Love is a sail boat without a sail
The lock on the candy store
Asparagus without the hollandaise
Plus all the petty laughs
In tennesse williams' plays
I used to love it but now it's a drag
Love is a flag pole without a flag
Love is the mailman without the mail
A comic without a gag
A soap-opera plot and lots lots more


But mainly I mean love is a bore

It's i'll-call-you-tomorrow
It's a phone that never rings
It's a sack full of sorrow
Or a ride on angel's wings
So just remember the next time you saw
Love is an exit without a door
But if you're in love you'll ignore
All the things that I've said here before

And you'll pray that your love
Whatever he does
Will come back and be
The bore that he was
Before!

It's not easy
It's never been easy
To let anyone
See the sentimental side of me
Hard as I try, I can't help but show
It's my heart you're taking as you go

Don't like goodbyes, tears or sighs
I'm not too good at leaving time
I got no taste for grieving time
No, no, no, not me

You've been my near one
Ever my dear one


I never thought that you would find another love
A different kind
But it came to be
Now that your future is looking up
Forget the past and go fill your loving cup
But remember, remember leaving is fine
And the world overhead
Has a clear new shine
I won't be grieving now that you're leaving
It's traveling time and you must move on
Found someone that you can lean upon
And if I could arrange it
Oh, would I care to change it
Not me...not me...

People,
People who need people,
Are the luckiest people in the world
We're children, needing other children
And yet letting a grown-up pride
Hide all the need inside
Acting more like children than children
Lovers are very special people
They're the luckiest people in the world
With one person one very special person
A feeling deep in your soul
Says you were half now you're whole
No more hunger and thirst
But first be a person who needs people
People who need people
Are the luckiest people in the world
With one person one very special person
No more hunger and thirst
But first be a person who needs people
People who need people
Are the luckiest people in the world...