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I Long to Hold Some Lady

I long to hold some lady
For my love is far away,
And will not come tomorrow
And was not here today.
 
There is no flesh so perfect
As on my lady's bone,
And yet it seems so distant
When I am all alone:
 
As though she were a masterpiece
In some castled town,
That pilgrims come to visit
And priests to copy down.
 
Alas, I cannot travel
To a love I have so deep
Or sleep too close beside
A love I want to keep.
 
But I long to hold some lady,
For flesh is warm and sweet.
Cold skeletons go marching
Each night beside my feet.
 

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If It's the Last Thing I Do

If it's the last thing I do, I'll make you mine
Darling the first thing is you, in my design
Just like the stars guard the moon above me
Thats just how I'll guard our love, so love me
Please love me
 
If it's the last thing I do, I'll take your hand
And though I won't say a word, you'll understand
I'll build a dream just for two
And then I'll make it come true
If it's the very last thing I do
 
Just like the stars guard the moon above me
Thats just how I'll guard our love, so love me
Please love me
 
If it's the last thing I do, I'll take your hand
And though I won't say a word, you'll understand
I'll build a dream just for two
And then I'll make it come true
If it's the very last thing I do
 

Sus în deal

Refren:
 
Sus in deal e-o casa
Si acolo-i mandra mea
Sprintena, frumoasa
Daca o vezi n-o poti uita
 
Ochi de foc ca doua stele
Soapta-i murmur de izvor
M-a privit numai o data
Si-am aflat ce-nseamna dor
 
Refren
 
Am sa trec si maine seara
Cu-n buchet de busuioc
Dac-o vrea sa ma sarute
Pot sa spun ca am noroc
 
Refren
 
Am sa trec si maine seara
Cu-n buchet de busuioc
Dac-o vrea sa ma sarute
Pot sa spun ca am noroc
 
Refren
 

Apple

[Chorus]
Oh, I'd rather be kissing in Summer, so innocent
In your apartment on the weekends
Lift up my dress to see where you've been
That's what I want and that's where I am
Bite off an apple right from your fridge
Come here and taste it right off my lips
Spill your emotions into my hands
That's what I want
 
[Verse 1]
I smell like a rose, can I have you in doses?
No, I don't wanna fight, but I will if you like
I don't swim, I just dive right into those blue-green eyes
No, I don't wanna fight, I just, I just wanna be
 
[Chorus]
Kissing in Summer, so innocent
In your apartment on the weekends
Lift up my dress to see where you've been
That's what I want and that's where I am
Bite off an apple right from your fridge
Come here and taste it right off my lips
Spill your emotions into my hands
That's what I want
[Verse 2]
And da da da da da da
The sun in our eyes, this love is blind
Let's not decide whether we're too far gone
'Cause I'd rather be
 
[Chorus]
Kissing in Summer, so innocent
In your apartment on the weekends
Lift up my dress to see where you've been
That's what I want and that's where I am
Bite off an apple right from your fridge
Come here and taste it right off my lips
Spill your emotions into my hands
That's what I want (That's what I want)
 
[Outro]
Oh oh, oh, oh da-da-dumn
That's what I
Dum da-da-dum, oh
That's what I
 

The True Story Of Harold Shipman

Goor Morning to you
I want you to hear
The likely true story of Harold Shipman
 
You'll wake in the night
You'll be shaking with fright
But for God's sakes don't fall for a media demon
 
Some people will sigh
When they're waiting to die
Won't you please speed it up
As I'm starting to cry
 
There's one thing he ain't
And that's saviour or saint
But a pleading complaint
Didn't pass him by
 
Most people I know
Are not black and not white
But a blend of all colours of darkness and light
 
A caricature isn't fair, isn't true
Any real human being is part me and part you
 
Police will inflate as the law says its fine
To accommodate tabloid with a solid headline
But a real psycho monster who's killing for a fame
Would leave notes for a claim to establish his name
 
Goor Morning to you
I want you to hear
The likely true story of Harold Shipman
 
You'll wake in the night
You'll be shaking with fright
But for God's sakes don't fall for a media demon
 
For God's sakes don't fall for a media demon
 
That's the likely true story of Harold Shipman