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Black Hole
The Name Of The Game
Right Field
Sweet Emotion
The Key
Hijo De La Luna (Maria Ines)
Una Carezza In Un Pugno
Rag Doll
No Hay Nadie AsàComo Tú
Mädchen
Mamma Mia
I Can Wait Forever
Winning The War
One Man, One Woman
Three Mile Smile
I Stand Alone
Deep and Wide
Stars Come Out At Night
Even The Nights Are Better
Waterloo (Swedish version)
The Visitors
Collapse
Komm in Mein Boot
The Raven
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Azért Vagy Itt
Coconuts
Lunch Lady Land
Somos Um
Down by the River
Evil
Place In The Country
Blessed Imperial
Walk This Way
Zerøx
En El Jardin
Minha Mãe
A Hard Nut To Crack
Nycklarna Till Skansen
Wrap Your Arms Around Me
Head First
Juanito The Bandito
Light of the World
Ain't That A Bitch
Chiquitita
Rosas Rojas
Tumbleweed
The Scene
Indian Summer
Glenn Miller
Written by Victor Herbert and Al Dubin.
As recorded by the Glenn Miller Orchestra on November 5th, 1939 with Ray Eberle.
(The melody was actually written in 1919 as a piano piece subtitled "An American Idyll",
lyrics were added in 1939).
Summer, you old Indian Summer
You‘re the tear that comes after June time‘s laughter
You see so many dreams that don’t come true
Dreams we fashioned when summertime was new
You are here to watch over
Some heart that is broken
By a word that somebody left unspoken
You’re the ghost of a romance in June
Going astray, fading too soon...
That’s why I say,
"Farewell to you, Indian Summer!"
(Transcribed by Alex Foertsch: afn@netzland.net)I'm wheels, I am moving wheels
I am a 1952 studebaker coupe
I'm wheels, I am moving wheels moving wheels
I am a 1952 starlite coupe...
En route.....les Souterrains
Des visions du Cody...Sartori a Paris...
Strange spaghetti in this solemn city...
There's a postcard we're all seen before...
Past wild-haired teens in dark clothing
With hands-full of autographed napkins we
eat apples in vans with sandwiches ... rush
Into the lobby life of hurry up and wait
Hurry up and wait for all the odd-shaped keys
Which lead to new soap and envelopes...
Hotel room homesickness on a fresh blue bed
And the longest-ever phone call home.....no
Sleep no sleep no sleep no sleep and no mad
Video machine to eat time... a cityscene
I can't explain, the Seine alone at 4am
The Seine alone at 4a.m....Neal and Jack and me
Absent lovers, absent lovers...