bells
winter bells in dark and silent dreams
help me while these thoughts are troubling me
oh - oh oh oh
i slept through the falling of the leaves
i never thought that time could get so far
away from me
winter bells in dark and silent dreams
help me while these thoughts are troubling me
oh - oh oh oh
i slept through the falling of the leaves
i never thought that time could get so far
away from me
gone under sea
a la belle étoile
j'ai vu ton visage gris
t'avais un chagrin d'amour
les mensonges, c'est désespéré
où est la cavalière?
tu n'es plus brave
je t'ai perdue dans la foule
tu as coulé sous les flots
la mer était calme mais il pleuvait sans cesse
j'ai compté les bateaux, j'ai compté la tristesse
et combien de vies cela a-t-il coûté?
et combien de vies cela a-t-il coûté?
avé maria
avé maria
i'm on fire
hey little girl is your daddy home
did he go away and leave you all alone
i got a bad desire
i'm on fire
tell me now baby is he good to you
can he do to you the things that i do
i can take you higher
i'm on fire
sometimes it's like someone took a knife baby
edgy and dull and cut a six-inch valley
through the middle of my soul
at night i wake up with the sheets soaking wet
and a freight train running through the
middle of my head
only you can cool my desire
on parade
stand up against the wall
so i can make you out
do do you wanna be it?
you take the power out.
one day we'll be wandering…
girl you'll be a dandy
and a deserter
you sit astride your horses
dressed as nelson
i wanna see her
i wanna see her
i wanna see her with her horses
oh yeah
i bet i'd like your underwear
i bet i'd like your underwear
i bet i'd like your underwear
you got it down
you got it down
uh huh
you got it down
you got it down
the valleys
the first few lines are…
i heard it from the valleys
i heard it ringing in the mountains
ah ah ah ah ah ah ah
i heard it from the valleys
i heard him singing in the mountains
ah ah ah ah ah ah ah
the rest of the lyrics are taken from the poem 'a letter home' by siegfried sassoon, written in may 1916.
this poem can be found in many editions of his work (we are not allowed to re-print it here)
birds
i loved you in the morning, before the sun would come
you were the dawn to me
i loved you in the evening, while the birds were still singing
you gave every song to me
i want to see you
more than anything
babe i miss you
all day and everyday
it's not that i can't go on without you
got a lot of things to do
i'm busy, busy all the time
still i can't stop thinking about you