Posterous theme by Cory Watilo

Filed under: любовь

Let the angels sing for your returning

It begins to tell,
'round midnight, 'round midnight.
I do pretty well till after sundown,
And suppertime I'm feelin' sad
But it really gets bad,
'round midnight.

Memories always start 
'round midnight, 'round
Haven't got the heart to stand those memories,
So when my heart is still with you,
Yes ol' midnight knows it, too.

When a quarrel we had needs mending,
Does it mean that our love is ending.
Darlin' I need you, lately I find
You're out of my heart,
And I'm out of my mind.

So let our hearts take wings
'round midnight, 'round midnight
Let the angels sing,
for your returning.
Till our love is safe and sound.
And old midnight comes around.
Cause I'm feelin' sad,
and it really gets bad
'round midnight, 'round midnight..

 

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And I know

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Ain't no sunshine when she's gone.
It's not warm when she's away.
Ain't no sunshine when she's gone
And she's always gone too long anytime she goes away.

Wonder this time where she's gone,
Wonder if she's gone to stay
Ain't no sunshine when she's gone
And this house just ain't no home anytime she goes away.

And I know, I know, I know, I know, I know,
I know, I know, I know, I know, I know,
I know, I know, I know, I know, I know

Hey, I ought to leave the young thing alone,
But ain't no sunshine when she's gone, only darkness everyday.
Ain't no sunshine when she's gone,
And this house just ain't no home anytime she goes away.

Anytime she goes away.
Anytime she goes away.

Я не для тебя сажала

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Во саду ли, в огороде
Девица гуляла -
Невеличка, круглоличка,
Румяное личко.
За ней ходит, за ней бродит
Удалой молодчик.
За ней ходит, за ней носит
Дороги подарки.


Дорогие-то подарки,
Кумач да китайки.
Кумачу я не хочу,
Китайки не надо, а
Я пойду ли, молоденька,
Во торг торговати.
Что во торг ли торговати,
На рынок гуляти.
Я куплю ли, молоденька,
Пахучия мяты.
Посажу я эту мяту
Подле своей хаты.
Не топчи, бел-кудреватый,
Пахучия мяты.

Я не для тебя сажала,
Я и поливала.
Я не для тебя сажала,
Я и поливала.
Для кого я поливала -
Того обнимала.
Во саду ли, в огороде
Девица гуляла -
Невеличка, круглоличка,
Румяное личко.

Наверное или не наверное

"...Каждую ночь он осторожно, чтобы не потревожить ее, вставал с постели, клал ей в тапки солонку или вешал панталоны на люстру. Ему. должно быть, нелегко было каждую ночь придумывать новую проделку.

- Наверное, это и есть любовь, - сказал Деннис."

heyhey

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Hey jealous girl, why do you want to cry

Why do you wanna sit inside all day
Hey jealous girl, you know that i love you
So don't be sad and blue this way

There's nothing wrong with you
Then all i ask of you is give your love to me, tonight

Hey jealous girl, you know that i love you
I love you, jealous girl
I love you