Amazona. Is a zone where. There is no doubt. No more fall-out. . Why don't you step. Through the mirror and see?. From Arizona to El Dorado. Sure is a mighty long way.
(ferry). . Following the morning star. But there´s no sense. In always running. Take what you want to know. Just give me time. Always unknowing. World passing by.
Somebody told me just the other day. That you're leaving me, we're through. Well if you knew how it hurt me so. Then you'd change your mind, I'm sure.
I've been around so far it seems. Too bad the blues blew my schemes. Dynamite, such sweet surprise. In southern heat or northern skies. . Ain't that so.
(ferry/mackay). . Here as I sit. At this empty cafe. Thinking of you. I remember. All those moments. Lost in wonder. That we´ll never. Find again. Though the world.
(Jack Poels). ik denk an 't begin. en langzaam wuurd 't stil. 't is als 'n deake um meej hin. en mien verstand deud wat 't wil. 't wil terug nar 't moment.
You're heard enough of the blues and stuff. You're pretty swell now 'cause you're pretty tough. But I don't have to tell you how hard it can be to get by.
(Jack Poels). 't is vul te lang gelijje 't het vul te lang gedeurd. dat ik di muffe kop van ow wir zaag. we deeje alles same hebbe veul achter de rug.
Oh, I was moved by your screen dream. Celluloid pictures of living. Your death could not kill my love for you. Take two people. Romantic smoky nightclub situation.
(Jack Poels). 't durp is stil 't liekt verloate. 't rimpelt in 't oavendlicht. hugstes 'n paar minse proate. deure dreie langzaam dicht. 't durp is muuj 't is verslaage.
(Trad. bew. Jack Poels/Ned. tekst Jack Poels). ik ken 'n megje dat woj danse. ik ken 'n megje dat woj danse de ganse oavend lang. van links nar rechts oaver de dansvloor.
(Jack Poels). ik ik heb mien eige leave. niemand um de schuld te geave. niemand um meej hin di leupt te zeure. ik heb genog niks te klaage. wat ik heb dat kan ik draage.
One day I was walking down the street. I had someone I had to meet. We were beat some meats. But then I walked into the road. Tripped on a toad. And I might have blowed my load.
(Jack Poels). is 't woar wat ik zij. ooh die oege kieke nar meej. ooh 't is ni woar ik mot goan proate. ik gaj dor de grond. de werlt dreid onder mien kont.
From: Rob Prikanowski ([email protected]). PIETJE MOS MELLEKE. Pietje mos melleke. melleke de koe. verdomme zij Pietje. 't geatje zit toe.
(Jack Poels). blief nog mar wat ligge in ow bed. tot heer hebbe we 't saame al gered. nog mar amper op de werlt is ow alles al verteld. en steeds nog zoveul mier wat ge ni wet.
(Bayou Polkaal/Al Rapone/Ned. tekst Jack Poels). loep nar d'n tap toe Lei. nim wat te zoepe mei. loep nar d'n tap toe. anders is d'n tap toe. loep nar d'n tap toe Lei.
(Jack Poels). refrein: 't is een kwestie van geduld. rustig wachten op de dag. dat heel Holland Limburgs lult. ik heb mien ganse lange leave gewacht. op d'n daag di mos koome en op de nacht.
(Jack Poels). sinds 'n paar daag kan ik d'r neet mier neave. alles wat d'r is wil ik met ow beleave. vanaf 't moment dat ik ow zaag. wil ik 't allemoal hebbe en 't lifst vandaag.