Non ho piu catene ma solo piange il cuor lonta no da te Non ho piu catene perche so che il tuo amor so per me E so che un di ti rivedro Ti stringero
begin, begin, begin This is anti-Auto-Tune, death of the ring tone This ain't for iTunes, this ain't for sing-alongs This is Sinatra at the opera, bring
It plays a little melody By pressing down a special key It plays a little melody I'm the operator with my pocket calculator I'm the operator with my
wept and told us, earth was really dying Cried so much his face was wet, then I knew he was not lying I heard telephones, opera house, favorite melodies
'd danced the night away I long for all the magic and the days of cabaret Bring back those good old melodies of yesterday Bring back those good old melodies
and told us Earth she was really dying Cried so much his face was wet Well, I knew he wasn't lying I heard telephones, opera house, favorite melodies
don't you come back, baby? Why don't you go away? Budapest intrigue Three hours of black and white Squinting at subtitles Through a telescopic sight Hungarian melody
looked the very first time I came to her dressing room door And look at you, Raoul Huh? You look just like that handsome boy in the opera box The one
: Childhoods fields of green it's me the mad machine I've come to play and run away. When you wake up in the mornin' wake up the melody You can hear
wept and told us, earth was really dying Cried so much, his face was wet, then I knew, he was not lying I heard telephones, opera house, favorite melodies
guy wept and told us, earth was really dying Cried so much his face was wet, then I knew he was not lying I heard telephones, opera house, favourite melodies
love That's sweeter than the melodies That makes you go around and round and round Now what the world needs is a love That's sweeter than the melodies
are my rhyme I am your reason Balancing body and soul. In the back of my mind Like smoke on a mirror You color everything I do. You are my melody And
off All aboard the night train Like a smooth alligator All aboard the night train Such a cool calculator All aboard the night train Like a smooth operator
Finch: Suddenly there is music In the sound of your name: Rosemary! Rosemary! Was the melody locked inside me Till at last out it came? Rosemary!
