Fred Astaire - The Carioca | Текст Иностранной Песни
Say, have you seen a Carioca? It's not a foxtrot or a polka It has a little bit of new rhythm, a blue rhythm that sighs It has a meter that is tricky A bit of
Fred Astaire - The Way Yo Look Tonight | Текст Иностранной Песни
(from "Swing Time") Someday, When I'm awfully low When the world is cold I will feel a glow just thinking of you And the way you look, tonight
Fred Astaire - I Concentrate On You | Текст Иностранной Песни
Whenever skies look gray to me And trouble begins to brew, Whenever the Winter winds become too strong, I concentrate on you. When fortune cries "Nay! Nay!" to
Fred Astaire - I'm Building Up To An Awful Letdown | Текст Иностранной Песни
I'm like Humpty Dumpty, Up on the garden wall, I'm riding high, And who can deny That whatever goes up must fall. Poor old Humpty Dumpty, He got the
Fred Astaire - Bojangles Of Harlem | Текст Иностранной Песни
Ask anyone up Harlem way Who that guy Bojangles is They may not know who's president But just ask 'em who Bojangles is He's in the most entrancin'
Fred Astaire - Fascinating Rhythm | Текст Иностранной Песни
Got a little rhythm, a rhythm, a rhythm That pit-a-pats through my brain; So darn persistent, The day isn't distant When it'll drive me insane. Comes in
Fred Astaire - I've Got My Eyes On You | Текст Иностранной Песни
I've got my eyes on you, So best beware where you roam. I've got my eyes on you, So don't stray too far from home. Incidentally, I've set my spies
Fred Astaire - I Won't Dance | Текст Иностранной Песни
(from "Roberta") GINGER: Think of what you're losing By constantly refusing To dance with me. You'd be the idol of France with me. And yet
Fred Astaire - Funny Face | Текст Иностранной Песни
Frankly dear, your modesty reveals to me Self-appraisal often makes me sad And if I add, your funny face appeals to me Please don't think I've suddenly gone mad
Fred Astaire - Not My Girl | Текст Иностранной Песни
I've read about those tender girls Those ready to surrender girls I've got one of a tougher kind Rougher kind, the make men suffer kind Who's sweet to me,