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Îndrăznesc,
Umil o clipă să cerșesc.
Mă iartă, doamnă, te iubesc
Cum pân-acum n-am iubit!
 
Te-am zărit
Și-am înțeles că e-n zadar
Din calea ta să încerc iar
Să mă feresc, căci iubesc!
 
Vei minți și tu,
Cum minte orice femeie:
Buzele-ți fierbinți
Cu mine-or să rămâie.
 
Gura ta-i venin
Din cupa blestemată.
Totuși vreau puțin
Din ea să sorb o dată.
 
N-ai simțit,
În ochii mei tu n-ai citit
Dorinți fierbinți, să le alinți.
Te-am așteptat, n-ai venit.
 
Îndrăznesc,
Umil o clipă să cerșesc.
Mă iartă, doamnă, te iubesc
Cum pân-acum n-am iubit!
 
Vei minți și tu,
Cum minte orice femeie:
Buzele-ți fierbinți
Cu mine-or să rămâie.
 
Gura ta-i venin
Din cupa blestemată.
Totuși vreau puțin
Din ea să sorb o dată.
 

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This Is My Prayer

This is my prayer, my only prayer
When the night comes and all is still
Here, on my pillow, this it my prayer
 
That he will care, really will care
When I need him, he will be there
My life to share
 
Oh, let him love me
When we kiss, let a fire start
And let him want me the way that I want him
With all my heart
 
This is my prayer, my silent prayer
All I wish for on every star
May his arms be never too far
 
When I awake, may the day bring
For my finger, his ring to wear
This is my prayer, my prayer
 
Oh, let him love me
When we kiss, let a fire start
And let him want me the way that I want him
With all my heart
 
This is my prayer, my silent prayer
All I wish for on every star
May his arms be never too far
 
When I awake, may the day bring
For my finger, his ring to wear
This is my prayer, my prayer
 

Strangers

[Verse 1: Halsey]
She doesn't kiss on the mouth anymore
'Cause it's more intimate, then she thinks what she gets
She doesn't look me in the eyes anymore
Too scared of what she'll see, somebody holding me
 
[Pre-Chorus: Halsey]
When I wake up all alone
And I'm thinking of your skin
I remember, I remember what you told me
 
[Chorus 1: Halsey & Lauren Jauregui]
Sugar, we're not lovers, we're just strangers
With the same damn hunger
To be touched, to be loved, to feel anything at all
We're not lovers, we're just strangers
With the same damn hunger
To be touched, to be loved, to feel anything at all
 
[Verse 2: Lauren Jauregui]
She doesn't call me on the phone anymore
She's never listening, she says it's innocent
She doesn't let me have control anymore
I must've crossed a line, I must've lost my mind
 
[Pre-Chorus: Halsey]
When I wake up all alone
And I'm thinking of your skin
I remember, I remember what you told me
 
[Chorus 1: Halsey & Lauren Jauregui]
Sugar, we're not lovers, we're just strangers
With the same damn hunger
To be touched, to be loved, to feel anything at all
We're not lovers, we're just strangers
With the same damn hunger
To be touched, to be loved, to feel anything at all
 
[Bridge: Halsey & Lauren Jauregui]
I miss the mornings with you laying in my bed
I miss the memories replaying in my head
I miss the thought of a forever, you and me
But all you're missing is my body, oh
 
[Chorus 2: Halsey & Lauren Jauregui]
So we're not lovers (we're not lovers)
'Cause we're just strangers
With the same damn hunger
To be touched, to be loved, to feel anything at all
We're not lovers, we're just strangers
With the same damn hunger
To be touched, to be loved, to feel anything at all (anything)
 
[Outro]
To feel anything at all
To feel anything at all
You lost it
You lost it
You lost it
 

P.O. Box 9847

Handsome, single, young man well respected in his town
Seeks a fine, young lady from a similar background.
Generous, responsible, respectful man of means.
Socialize with presidents and queens.
 
Reply,
P. O. Box 9847
P. O. Box 9847
 
I've described me very poorly,
Better try again.
 
Quiet, sincere, gentleman, well rounded and mature.
Fond of music and the arts, loves the theater.
Educated, sensitive, a trav'ler of the world.
Wants to meet an eligible young girl.
 
Reply,
P. O. Box 9847
P. O. Box 9847
 
I've been writing, advertising
That's not really me.
 
Lonely, understanding man, affectionate and true
Looking for girl to share his dreams and make them true.
Humble, loving, sensitive, considerate and shy.
Only sincere ladies need reply.
 
Reply,
P. O. Box 9847
P. O. Box 9847
 
I'm not liking what I'm typing.
Throw it all away.
 

Irish Rover

On the Fourth of July, 1806
We set sail from the sweet cohb of Cork
We were sailing away with a cargo of bricks
For the Grand City Hall in New York
'Twas a wonderful craft
She was rigged fore and aft
And oh, how the wild wind drove her
She stood several blasts
She had twenty seven masts
And they called her The Irish Rover
 
We had one million bags of the best Sligo rags
We had two million barrels of stone
We had three million bales of old nanny-goats' tails
We had four million barrels of bones
We had five million hogs
And six million dogs
Seven million barrels of porter
We had eight million sides of old blind horses hides
In the hold of the Irish Rover
 
There was Barney McGee
From the banks of the Lee
There was Hogan from County Tyrone
There was Johnny McGurk
Who was scared stiff of work
And a man from Westmeath called Malone
There was Slugger O'Toole
Who was drunk as a rule
And Fighting Bill Tracy from Dover
And your man, Mick McCann
From the banks of the Bann
Was the skipper of the Irish Rover
 
We had one million bags of the best Sligo rags
We had two million barrels of stone
We had three million bales of old nanny-goats' tails
We had four million barrels of bones
We had five million hogs
And six million dogs
Seven million barrels of porter
We had eight million sides of old blind horses hides
In the hold of the Irish Rover
 
We had sailed seven years
When the measles broke out
And the ship lost its way in the fog
And that whale of a crew
Was reduced down to two
Just myself and the Captain's old dog
Then the ship struck a rock
Oh what a shock
The bulkhead was turned right over
Turned nine times around
And the poor old dog was drowned
I'm the last of The Irish Rover
 
We had one million bags of the best Sligo rags
We had two million barrels of stone
We had three million bales of old nanny-goats' tails
We had four million barrels of bones
We had five million hogs
And six million dogs
Seven million barrels of porter
We had eight million sides of old blind horses hides
In the hold of the Irish Rover