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27.10.2009 |
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2. | Ohayoo Ohio |
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14. | Ninna nanna reprise |
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Ninna nanna marinare
'Ngopp a varca, miezo o mare
Lo te parl e nun respunn
Te si perze miez o suonn
Te vurria magna' de vas
Ma ho paura e te sceta'
Cosi' guarde da luntane
Co'stu core innammurat
Quann aggia' spetta
D'averti questa sera
Co' sta luna chiena?
Quann aggia' sogna'
Di dirti quanto t'amo
Co' stu' core 'man-ma tu-
Sogni qui nel blu...
Ninna nanna marinare
Tu si bell comme o' mare
A vote calm, senza creste
A vote tutta na' tempesta
Ma tu suonn d'ate cose
E chissa se t'arricuord
Che tra a luna e mieze e stelle
Lo t'aspette a braccia aperte
Quann aggia' spetta
D'averti questa sera
Co' sta luna chiena?
Quann aggia' sogna'
Di dirti quanto t'amo
Co' stu' core 'man-ma tu-
Sogni qui nel blu...
Ninna nanna nanna nanna
Ninna nanna nanna nanna...
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I can see you're thinking baby
I've been thinking too
about the way we used to be
and how to star a new
Maybe I'm a hopeless dreamer
maybe I've got it wrong
but i'm going where the grass is green
if you like to come along
Back when i was starting out
I always wanted more
but every time I got it
I still felt just like before
Fortune is a fickle friend
I'm tired of chasing fate
and when I look into your eyes
I know you feel the same
All these years of living large
are starting to do a sin
I wont say it wasn't fun
but now it has to end
Life is moving oh so fast
I think we should take it slow
rest our heads upon the grass
and listen to it grow
Going where the hills are green
and the cars are few and far
days are full of splendor
and at night you can see the stars
Life's been moving oh so fast
I think we should take it slow
rest our heads upon the grass
and listen to it grow
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J'ai perdu ma tête
Dans la rue Saint Honoré
J'ai cherché ça et là
Je ne l'ai pas trouvée
Dis-moi où est ma tête
J'ai perdu mes bras
Sur la Place de l'Opéra
Je ne les ai pas trouvés
J'ai cherché ça et là
Dis-moi où sont mes bras
Depuis que je t'ai perdu
Je suis en pièces sur l'avenue
Et je ne peux pas recoller les morceaux
Par moi-même
Répare-moi, mon très cher
Parce que je ne suis pas entière
J'ai besoin de toi, seulement toi
Et en plus je t'aime
J'ai perdu mon nez
Devant le Bon Marché
J'ai cherché ça et là
Je ne l'ai pas trouvé
Dis-moi où est mon nez
Reviens chéri vers moi
Mon nez n'importe pas
C'est toi qui peux me compléter
Depuis que je t'ai perdu
Je suis en pièces sur l'avenue
Et je ne peux pas recoller les morceaux
Par moi-même
Répare-moi, mon très cher
Parce que je ne suis pas entière
J'ai besoin de toi
Et en plus je t'aime
J'ai perdu mes pieds
À Saint Germain des Près
J'ai cherché ça et là,
Je ne les ai pas trouvés
Dis-moi où sont mes pieds
Reviens chéri vers moi
Mes pieds n'importent pas
C'est toi qui peux me compléter
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My dear Lorenzo you take my hand
And understand the tears that I have cried
We like the candles and pour the wine
and laugh as if you'll never leave my side
you take me in your arms and tell me
that I'll always be the only one
and then you're gone
you come to see me on a Saturday
presenting heenies knowing just what to say
we dance until the break of dawn
I turn my back and then you're gone
Swirling in a sea of stars
Swirling to the strum of guitars
No one tangos why the way you do
But now my dancing days woth you are through
You think I miss you each time you disappear
Maybe I used to but it's becoming clear
I know your tricks I ‘ve heard your songs
You swear your love and then you're gone
Remember last time it was a perfect day
You tooke me sailing and then you sailed away
Now here you are outside my door
you want back in just like before
Well save your breath don't make me yawn
You've had your chance now just be gone
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My dear Maria
I'm here to see ya
Won't you please, please open the door
I brought ya flowers
Been waitin' hours
Can't stand it anymore
So here's what happened
While you were nappin'
I just went out for a snack
I was feelin' famished
And then I vanished...
But now I'm back
Now he's back
Had a snack
Now he's back
My heart is burning
For that love of ours
Yearning
For that sea of stars
Let me in so I can prove to you
That no one else
Can love you, girl
The way that I do
Oh, how I miss ya
I wanna kiss ya
And hold you close
From dusk to dawn
So let's just make up
And when you wake up
I promise not to be gone
You know I love ya
Dream only of ya
So please, please cut me some slack
I went away
Just a couple of days...
But now I'm back
Now he's back
Cut him slack
Now he's back
Maria, baby,
I guess that maybe
You're still a little angry with me
But it's getting late and
The boys are waitin'
Gotta get something to eat
I better go now
I hope you know now
I love you, that's a fact
Gotta hurry
But don't you worry, babe...
Cause I'll be back
He'll be back
It's a fact
He'll be back
Don't attack...
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She is walking quickly
Like there's some place she must be.
In her eyes there's no one,
There is no one she needs.
He sits with his paper
At a sunday table.
Just another morning..
She steps into his gaze.
He looks at her,
She looks at him,
For a moment there is nowhere she is going.
He looks at her,
She looks at him,
For a moment they could almost fall in love.
Not a word is spoken,
No touch, no heart broken.
Just another morning
Of a beautiful day.
He looks at her,
She looks at him,
For a moment there is nowhere she is going.
He looks at her,
She looks at him,
For a moment they could truly fall in love.
He looks at her,
She looks at him,
For a moment there is nowhere she is going.
He looks at her,
She looks at him,
For a moment there is stillness in the world .. turning
World turning .. round ..
Around ..
Around ..
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Over the valley
I saw a silver cloud
With a pink lining
I said it right out loud
There's no denying
You are my one and only love
And we'll see over the valley
The moon rise above
Over the valley
This house among the trees
Where we've been hiding
Making our memories
And I'm deciding
You are my one and only love
And we'll be over the valley
As the moon shines above
The autumn breezes carry all the bluebirds
Down to where the sun still shines
If we could hold this day
In our hearts some way
We would never roam
Ever far from home
Over the valley
Just above the fray
The sun is setting
And when we're old and grey
I'll still be betting
You are my one and only love
And over the valley
The moon shines above
The autumn breezes carry all the bluebirds
Down to where the sun still shines
If we could hold this day
In our hearts some way
We would never roam
Ever far from home
Over the valley
Just above the fray
The sun is setting
And when we're old and grey
I'll still be betting
You are my one and only love
And we'll live over the valley
You'll always be with me
As the moon shines above
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Mi piaci, ah-ah!,
Mi piaci, ah-ah-ah!,
Mi piaci, tanto, tanto, ah!,
Sembra incredibile ma sono cotta di te.
Mi piaci, ah-ah!,
Mi piaci, ah-ah-ah!,
Mi piace, tanto, tanto, ah!,
Questo stranissimo ballo che faccio con te.
Si chiama: Tuca Tuca, Tuca,
L'ho inventato io,
Per poterti dire:
"Mi piaci, mi piaci, mi piaci, mi piaci, mi pia!"
Ti voglio, ah-ah!,
Ti voglio, ah-ah-ah!,
à tanto bello star con te,
E quando ti guardo, lo sai cosa voglio da te.
Tuca Tuca⦠Tuca Tuca⦠Tuca Tucaâ¦
Si chiama: Tuca Tuca, Tuca,
L'ho inventato io,
Per poterti dire:
"Mi piaci, mi piaci, mi piaci, mi piaci, mi pia!"
Mi piaci, ah-ah!,
Mi piaci, ah-ah-ah!,
Mi piace, tanto, tanto, ah!,
Questo stranissimo ballo che faccio con te.
Ti voglio, mh-ah!,
Ti voglio, ah-ah-ah!,
à tanto bello star con te,
E quando ti guardo, lo sai cosa voglio da te, ah-ah!,
E quando ti guardo, lo sai cosa voglio da te, ah-ah!,
E quando mi guardi, lo so cosa tu vuoi da me
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Bitty boppy Betty, bitt boppy Betty, bitty boppy Betty booboo,
On weekends she's your honey, then comes Monday, and that'll be sir to you.
Bitty boppy Betty, better known as billy, he's the up and coming local DA
A fearless crime fighter, political insider, sure to be mayor one day
But after work on fridays, off comes his necktie, and on come her diamonds and pearls
You better get ready, cause now billy's betty, everybody's favorite girl.
In the belly of the city, that's where you'll find betty, Friday to Sunday night
Is she working under cover, or just a fun mother, either way that's alright.
Bitty boppy Betty, what a bouncing beauty, so sophisticated and refined
She's a boy who doesn't show it, and though the guys all know it, none of them seem to mind
When betty starts a boppin, the joint starts a hoppin, she can twist and dance the whole night through
You really can't ignore here, and if you don't adore her, there might be something wrong with you.
On Mondays bright and early, Betty's back to Billy, working hard on behalf of our town,
Upholding law and order, talking to reporters, and keeping us safe and sound
If there's a moral to this ditty, it's not to judge Betty, Billy or anyone,
cause life's a lot richer with a healthy mixture, not to mention lots more fun!
Bitty boppy Betty, bitty boppy Betty, bitty boppy Betty booboo,
On weekends she's your honey, then comes Monday, and that'll be sir to you.
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Sing
Sing a song
Sing out loud
Sing out strong
Sing of good things, not bad
Sing of happy, not sad
Sing
Sing a song
Make it simple
To last your whole life long
Don't worry that it's not good enough
For anyone else to hear
Just sing
Sing a song
Canta
Canta una cancion
Canta en voz alta
Canta fuerte
Canta de cosas buenas, no malas
Canta alegre, no triste
Sing
Sing a song
Make it simple
To last your whole life long
Don't worry that it's not good enough
For anyone else to hear
Just sing
Sing a song
La la la la la
La la la la la
Sing a song
Sing a song...
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Si tienes un hondo penar, piensa en mí
Si tienes ganas de llorar, piensa en mí
Ya ves que venero tu imagen divina
Tu párvula boca, que siendo tan niña
Me enseñó a pecar
Piensa en mí cuando sufras,
Cuando llores, también piensa en mí
Cuando quieras quitarme la vida
No la quiero, para nada
Para nada me sirve sin ti
Piensa en mí cuando sufras
Cuando llores, también piensa en mí
Cuando quieras quitarme la vida
No la quiero, para nada
Para nada me sirve sin ti
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New Amsterdam was her name
Before she was New York
New Amsterdam is a dame
The heart and soul of big apple city
No matter what name she goes under
I dig her deeply and no wonder
For she's been lovely to me
And I'm the better for having met her
New Amsterdam was her name
Before she was New York
New Amsterdam is a dame
The heart and soul of big apple city
No matter what name she goes under
I dig her deeply and no wonder
For she's been lovely to me
And I'm the better for having met her
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