Gary Brooker - Mineral man
Tekst :
I keep rolling like a wagon wheelWhat keeps me going are these nerves of steel
And two good hands to keep me clothed and fed
A pair of feet to stagger to my bed
A heart of gold and fists of iron
A tongue of silver that s bought me time
Well I m a mineral man
stuck here in the can
till I oxidise
Well I m a guest of the State,
I ll sit here and wait
cos I m subsidised
When I m moving like a ton of lead
There s nothing stops me on the road ahead
My skin is bronzed from my head to my toes
people looking everywhere I go
A heart of gold and fists of iron
a tongue of silver for to spin some line
Well I m a mineral man
stuck here in the can
till I oxidise
Well I m a guest of the State,
I ll sit here and wait
till I m let outside
Gary Brooker - Old Manhattan melodies
Tekst :
Wouldn t changed a single wordOr touch a single note
Of those old songs those New York Songs
Of love that we once wrote
And though it hurts now we re apart
And different dreams pursue
Fragments of those songs remain
In whispered shades of blue
Old Manhattan melodies
Echo through my broken heart and call me back to you
Old Manhattan melodies . . .
Why Oh why the echoes cry I only wish I knew
Lighthouse shine in Quarter time
And guide me from this coast
In case I run around once more
And meet you or your ghost
I ver tried I can t turn back the clock
Your ships too long at sea
A dream the river stole away
Oh Misty Melody ...
Old Manhattan melodies . . .
Echo through my aching heart and tell me you re still true
Old Manhattan melodies
Why Oh why the whole world cries I only wish I knew
Old Manhattan melodies .. .
Every note a memory some happy and some blue
Old Manhattan melodies . . .
Whisper through my lonely heart and call me back to you.
Gary Brooker - Hear what youre saying
Tekst :
My band was playing at a club just down the roadThe room was hot and they were dancing toe to toe
When in the corner - I saw a lonely face
Turnin down the suitors - the music weren t her taste
Play some
Play something to make me move
Sing some
Sing a song let s change the mood
Upon the stage guitar and saxophone
They kept on wailin windin up the song
The drummer laying right back on the beat
But still that girl stayed right back on her seat
Play some
Play something to make me move
Sing some
Sing a song to change the mood
Is this what you re saying
That somehow we re failing
You speak for us all but tell me how
It needs all the soul that s
Deep down inside us
I hear what you re saying now
I stopped the singing let the band take up the beat
And fought a passage thru the crowd up to hear seat
I took her hands in mine and drew her to the floor
We d found the one thing that we d both been looking for
Play some
Play something to make me move
Sing some
Sing some more you ve changed the mood
Inne utwory
- Mineral man
- Old Manhattan melodies
- Hear what youre saying
- Two fools in love
- Hang on rose
- Within our house
- Echoes in the night
- Home loving
- Angelina
- The cycle
- Give me something to remember
- The angler
- Say it Aaint so Joe
- Count me out
- Let me in
- Saw the fire
Losowe utwory
Jejejejeje
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mamy to coś, mamy to coś, coś czego nigdy dość
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mamy to mamy to mamy to mamy to mamy to coś
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radość która zwalcza złość - tego nigdy dość
zwr1: (duże pe)
skąd oni to mają, gdzie to rozdają?
skąd odjeżdżają busy na zion?
pytają nas,...
jejejejeje
mamy to mamy to mamy to mamy to mamy to coś
jejejejeje
mamy to coś, mamy to coś, coś czego nigdy dość
jejejejeje
mamy to mamy to mamy to mamy to mamy to coś
jejejejeje
radość która zwalcza złość - tego nigdy dość
zwr1: (duże pe)
skąd oni to mają, gdzie to rozdają?
skąd odjeżdżają busy na zion?
pytają nas,...
Into the war (outro)
The last night has come, and dawn will never come
The sound of kettle drums spreads the hymn of Hatred
Into the war we come, its time of the last battle
...
The sound of kettle drums spreads the hymn of Hatred
Into the war we come, its time of the last battle
...
Háblame
Háblame...
Dime que va a ser de mí,
Dime cómo respirar,
Si no estas aquí, amor...
Mírame...
Dime que regresaras,
Dime que no olvidaras,
Todo el tiempo que vivimos...
Cómo puedo estar sin ti,
Cómo puedo estar sin tu cariño,
Si eres todo para mí,
Sin tu amor el mundo no es lo mismo...
Cómo puedo estar sin ti,
Cómo puedo detener el...
Dime que va a ser de mí,
Dime cómo respirar,
Si no estas aquí, amor...
Mírame...
Dime que regresaras,
Dime que no olvidaras,
Todo el tiempo que vivimos...
Cómo puedo estar sin ti,
Cómo puedo estar sin tu cariño,
Si eres todo para mí,
Sin tu amor el mundo no es lo mismo...
Cómo puedo estar sin ti,
Cómo puedo detener el...
Pretty head
Too late today, for the sky to open
No living place lay here for the sky to fall
No one remembers when the wheel was broken
Made a rut so deep, made a massive hole
Made a man so small
I don t want to see that girl
Always got something going wrong inside her pretty...
No living place lay here for the sky to fall
No one remembers when the wheel was broken
Made a rut so deep, made a massive hole
Made a man so small
I don t want to see that girl
Always got something going wrong inside her pretty...
Throwing away the day
Staring at the Walls around me
Pale and dismal life
I ll leave
A Time of Emptiness
That surrounds me
Waiting just for Life to be
Seclusion into the Mind
Involuntary Refuge
A Period in Time
I ll wait
The...
Pale and dismal life
I ll leave
A Time of Emptiness
That surrounds me
Waiting just for Life to be
Seclusion into the Mind
Involuntary Refuge
A Period in Time
I ll wait
The...