Gary Brooker - Old Manhattan melodies

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Wouldn t changed a single word
Or 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.



Inne utwory

  • The angler
  • Angelina
  • Say it Aaint so Joe
  • Saw the fire
  • Keith reid
  • Trick of the night
  • Hang on rose
  • Home loving
  • Let me in
  • Low flying birds
  • Nothing but the truth
  • Two fools in love
  • Give me something to remember
  • Savannah
  • The cycle
  • Another way
  • Within our house
  • Count me out
  • Lead me to the water
  • Losowe utwory

    Do it again

    In the mornin you go gunnin
    For the man who stole your water
    And you fire till he is done in
    But they catch you at the border
    And the mourners are all singin
    As they drag you by your feet
    But the hangman isn t...

    Piekarnik

    Rozwaliło mi piekarnik rozwaliło
    coś zrobiła ty rozwalająca siło
    jak jest zbudowany świat
    stał piekarnik tyle lat
    z piekarnikiem teraz bez
    nie powstrzymam się od łez

    rozwaliło mi piekarnik w moim domu
    choć nic złego nie uczyniłbym nikomu
    nikt nie mówił o mnie źle
    nikt nie denerwował...

    Angel flesh impaled

    The angel horde appears,
    In the horizon cloaked with shining white.
    In thousands they came for the war,
    that would become the final battle and greatest of them all.
    The trumpets of God they are blown,
    And the angels are pulling their swords.
    What god s army did not know,
    Were that I had awakened the thirteen...

    Fotos en primera plana

    Nadie sabe como se enteran,
    las moscas siempre encuentran la herida.
    Mueren dos personas en un tiroteo,
    justo al lado una familia muere de frío.
    Aprobada la ley seca en la Unión Americana,
    corra rápidamente a la frontera más cercana.
    No arrojen basuras en este río,
    el agua esta llena de peces malignos.

    El gordo trafica con animales,
    el...

    Why you not

    Fucking religion is a bloody trail,
    a promise which will fail,
    it´s the way of torture the way of pain,
    desease in your brain
    they say the church´s poor but she´s rich,
    more rich than you know
    for money they protect your soul,