Turn baby, turn. You've got the feeling for it. I'm the music. Dance with me, sway. . Are you ready for me?. Take a chance on me.. Turn baby, turn. You've got the feeling for it.
[something in russian]. . Space age pioneers. Exporing the outer spheres. Stars, planets, cosmos. Sterne, Planeten, Kosmos. . [russian again].
Man standing next to man, he's alone. I see only faces, I don't know. . I see faces staring, other faces staring. Don't talk, don't tell, don't talk, don't tell.
Whether He the quaint savant's power doth hold I know not,. Albeit aetat a thousand stars' birth He is -. Quoth I that for reasons to me oblivious. August of a granditude of servants is He held,.
Haste not thine wisdom, for the hollow is ta'en -. By whom, know I not; 'lack! am I of twain -. And as a crux - cede I my words -. Fro my heart wilt thou ne'er.
Cede the wherefores and do na chide,. Maybe I am peenging - ween of joy;. Cede the wherefores and do na chide -. Thrawn and slab of leer I hold thee, and yore was 'gal..
Where it began. I can't begin to knowin'. But then I know it's growing strong. . Was in the spring. And spring became the summer. Who'd have believed you'd come along.
Speak low when you speak, love,. Our summer day withers away. Too soon, too soon.. . Speak low when you speak, love,. Our moment is swift, like ships adrift,.
And now the purple dusk of twilight time. Steals across the meadows of my heart. High up in the sky the little stars climb. Always reminding me that we're apart.
Blue Spanish eyes. Teardrops are falling from your Spanish eyes. Please, please don't cry. . This is just adios and not goodbye. Soon I'll return. Bringing you all the love your heart can hold.
There's a saying old says that love is blind. Still were often told, seek and ye shall find. So I'm going to seek a certain lad I've had in mind. Looking everywhere, haven't found him yet.
They ask me how I knew. My true love was true. I of course replied. "Something here inside. Cannot be denied". They said "Someday you'll find. All who love are blind".
Just hear those sleigh bells jingle-ing, ring-ting tingle-ing, too,. Come on, it's lovely weather for a sleigh ride together with you.. . Outside the snow is falling and friends are calling "Yoo hoo".
Silver bells, silver bells, soon it will be Christmas day!. City sidewalks busy sidewalks dressed in holiday style. In the air there's a feeling of Christmas.
Oh, it's a long, long while from May to December. But the days grow short when you reach September. When the autumn weather turns the leaves to flame.
I just came back from a lovely trip along the Milky Way. Stopped off at the North Pole to spend a holiday. I called on dear old Santa Claus. To see what I could see.
Don't mind telling you, in my humble fash. That you thrill me through, with a tender pash,. When you said you care, 'magine my emoshe. I swore then and there, permanent devoshe,.