What good are words I say to you?They can't convey to

There’s a bright golden haze on the meadowThere’s a bright golden

Writer(s): Gordon/WarrenIn a dream the strangest and the oddest things appearAnd

Love laughs at a king, kings don't mean a thing on

There is no great big endingNo sunset in the skyThere is

now, the end is nearAnd so I face the

aloneI'm so all aloneThere is no one else but

What'll I doWhen you are far away and I am blueWhat'll

I hear music when I look at youA beautiful theme of

When no one cares, and the phone never ringsThe nights are

The first Noël, the angels did sayWas to certain poor shepherds

You're always in a great big hurry, grab a kiss and

A moment after dark around the park, an old-fashion gent comes

ask me where I’m going, I say “I don’t

give me your lips, and your lips are

Ever homeward, ever homeward, yearns the weary roverEver homeward, ever homeward,

Hello, Dolly, well hello, DollIt's so nice to have you back

They told me you'd leave me all alone and blueAnd it

never smile againUntil I smile at youI'll never laugh againWhat

петух и наглый лжецЕго совесть не чистаОн дырявый зоофилВолосатая