(Edgard Scandurra) - 1985 Meu amor, eu sinto muito muito, mas vou indo Pois e tarde, e muito tarde, eu preciso ir embora Sinto muito, meu amor, mas acho
She grew up with the children of the stars In the Hollywood hills, in the Boulevard Her parents threw big parties, everyone was there They hung out with
Catari, Catari, pecche me dici sti parole amare, pecche me parle e 'o core me turmiento Catari? Num te scurda ca t'aggio date 'o core, Catari nun te
Sharin' with us what he knows His shining eyes are big and blue And all around him water flows This world to him is new This world to him is new He's
(S. Cardillo / R. Cordiferro) CatarA, CatarAa?¦ pecchA© me dici sti parole amare, pecchA© me parle e 'o core me turmiente, CatarA? Nun te scurdA
I am in motion, I am blue Love is an ocean I'm anchored in you And I am a dreamer So you sent me away Sometimes we dreamers Just get in the way But
February rain Smoky mountain fire Like a hummingbird to cane Just following desire Watch the firelight throw Shadows across the room Many miles away
September in Seattle Waitin' on a train I smoked my last cigarette Standin' in out of the rain There's a cool wind blowin' Down the alley by the depot
Like fallin' rain The days go by Can't kill the pain And you wonder why We'll be strong Hold on A lot of love to go around Stay wild My soul child And
I've been on the road too long And I've been stuck inside a song And you know our love Has been through rougher weather But our passion's like a rose
I met him on the cliffs Of twin rocks, Oregon He was sittin' on his bedroll Lookin' just like Richard Brautigan I thought he was an old man He wasn't
Maria lays in the tannin' bed And reads the Tuesday news She's down there every week at the same time With the same ol' blues She reads the funny papers
Written by Kris Kristofferson One of the first songs I ever heard and loved. well I woke up Sunday morning with no way to hold my head that didn't hurt
My name's Billy Jo Mckay Just turned sixteen yesterday I'm gonna get the nerve one day To get outta here My mom passed on three years ago they said It
I had a dream, I was in school Reading your autograph, pages of green In seventh grade, now like an epitaph Alone in your room With an artist inside
Frank zappa (lead guitar, vocals) Ike willis (guitar, vocals) Ray white (guitar, vocals) Bobby martin (keyboards, saxophone, vocals) Alan zavod (keyboards
Catari, Catari? pecche me dici sti parole amare, pecche me parle e 'o core me turmiente, Catari? Nun te scurda ca t'aggio dato 'o core, Catari,
Think like you haven't ever Try to remember the days When we would talk till the light Before morning Your summer neck is burned With salt and sand I
