Perry Como - Vaya Con Dios | Текст Иностранной Песни
Now the hacienda's dark, the town is sleeping Now the time has come to part The time for weeping Vaya Con Dios, my darling May God be with you my love
Perry Como - When You Were Sweet Sixteen | Текст Иностранной Песни
When first I saw the love light in your eyes I dreamed the world held not but joy for me And even though we drifted far apart I never dream but what I dream of thee I
Perry Como - It's Impossible | Текст Иностранной Песни
It's impossible Tell the sun to leave the sky It is just impossible It's impossible Ask a baby not to cry It's just impossible Can I hold
Perry Como - I Think Of You | Текст Иностранной Песни
When I'm alone at night, And there's no one to comfort me, I think of you . . . And suddenly my pillow is your face and your arms. And when the winter wind comes
Perry Como - Tina Marie | Текст Иностранной Песни
Hip, hop, hoop . . . oh ho ah ha ! Hip, hop, hoop . . . oh ho ah ha ! Hip, I didn't know lips could kiss, ( Hip hip ) Hup I didn't know wives could flirt, ( Hup hup
Perry Como - Sunrise, Sunset | Текст Иностранной Песни
Sunrise, sunset Sunrise, sunset Is this the little girl I carried? Is this the little boy at play? I don't remember growing older When did they?
Perry Como - Turnaround | Текст Иностранной Песни
Turnaround, turnaround Turnaround and you're a young girl going out of the door! Where are you goin' my little one, little one Where are you goin' my baby, my
Perry Como - A-You're Adorable | Текст Иностранной Песни
When Johnny Jones was serenading Mary He sure could quote a lot of poetry But he'd much rather tell her What he learned in his speller When they both attended PS 33
Perry Como - Home For The Holidays | Текст Иностранной Песни
Oh! There's no place like home for the holidays, 'Cause no matter how far away you roam, When you pine for the sunshine of a friendly gaze, For the holidays you can't
Perry Como - Slightly Out Of Tune (Desafinado) | Текст Иностранной Песни
Love is like a never ending melody, Poets have compared it to a symphony, A symphony conducted by the lighting of the moon, But our song of love is slightly out of tune . . .