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04-16-2011, 11:32 AM | #473 (permalink) |
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and if I had a harp of gold...like one from the legends old... ...my songs of Love would take Your Breath away and if my Persian rug could fly...I'd take You up into the night... ...on a blanket of stars we'd make Love...high above and if I had the wings of an owl...I'd silently fly right now... ...straight to Your cabin door...I would soar ...but I have no magick...no secret spell...no super power...no wishing well I have no mojo...no good luck charm...only these two arms... |
04-16-2011, 12:18 PM | #474 (permalink) |
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04-17-2011, 02:22 AM | #475 (permalink) |
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You're all I ever wanted... ...all that I'll ever need...with Your Sweet...Sweet...Love... ...I Love You...yes...I do Sweet...Sweet...Love... ...I want to be right here with You...Baby Sweet...Sweet...Love... ...You're in my Heart to stay Sweet...Sweet...Love... ...I Love You more...everyday Sweet...Sweet...Love... |
04-19-2011, 05:49 AM | #476 (permalink) | |
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This may seem like a break up song but I don't see it that way. It talks a lot about what goes on after the puppy love stage I mean I feel by the time that he gets to the end of the song he talks about her being his true love and never letting her go even though they have had their ups and downs. Most realistic love song ever.
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04-19-2011, 08:38 PM | #478 (permalink) |
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let's make a night to remember... ...from January to December let's make Love to excite Us... ...a memory to ignite Us let's make honey...Baby...soft and tender... ...let's make sugar...Darlin'...sweet surrender let's make a night to remember... ...all Life long |
04-20-2011, 03:15 PM | #480 (permalink) |
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I don't know if this is a love or an "anti-love song". Perhaps both. Anyway it's a catchy song. In My Throat, by Sidonie: ♫ "Es el día de la cita; ................................ It's the date today; te he traído margaritas ................................ I bring you daisies del jardín de mi casero. ................................ from my landlord's garden. ¡Te quiero! ................................ I love you!! En la plaza, de repente ................................ At the square, suddenly yo te veo entre la gente; ................................ I see you among the crowd; me resbalo, caigo al suelo. ................................ I slip and fall on the ground. ¡Te quiero! ................................ I love you!! Te tiendo la mano ................................ I hold out my hand to you y te ofrezco el triste ramo; ................................ and I give you the gloomy bouquet; te apartas un poco ................................ you move away a little y me dices que estoy loco. ................................ and say that I'm crazy. ................................ Está en mi garganta. ................................ It is in my throat. Está en mi garganta. ................................ It is in my throat. Me está cortando y sangra. ................................ It's cutting me and it bleeds. Me está cortando y sangra. ................................ It's cutting me and it bleeds. Me ahoga el "te quiero"... ................................ It suffocates me, the "I love you"... ...que jamás podré decir. ................................ ...that I'll never be able to say. Yo te hablo y me atraganto, ................................ I speak to you and I choke myself, estoy temblando, quedo en blanco; ................................ I'm quivering, my mind goes blank; tú me hablas, yo no entiendo. ................................ you talk to me, I don't understand. ¡Te quiero! ................................ I love you!! En Las Ramblas 'ya eres mía'; ................................ At Las Ramblas, now 'I got you!'; tú has gritado "¡Policía!"; ................................ you've shouted "Police!"; me he escondido en el puerto. ................................ I've hidden myself in the port. ¡Te quiero! ................................ I love you!! Espero la calma ................................ I wait for calm mientras tu crucero zarpa; ................................ while your cruise ship sets sail; agito un pañuelo, ................................ I wave a handkerchief, digo adiós a la que quiero. ................................ I say goodbye to the one I love. Está en mi garganta. ................................ It is in my throat. Está en mi garganta. ................................ It is in my throat. Me está cortando y sangra. ................................ It's cutting me and it bleeds. Me está cortando y sangra. ................................ It's cutting me and it bleeds. Me ahoga el "te quiero"... ................................ It suffocates me, the "I love you"... ...que jamás podré decir. ................................ ...that I'll never be able to say." ♪
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