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East West

East West
Over the ocean
Perpetual motion
Travelling around

No rest, singing and playing
Night out and day in
Doing the round

What a good life this must seem!
Swelled joints
Everything classy
Nothing is tacky
Only the best!

Lush girls, older and dying
Sighing and crying
This is success!

What a good life this must seem!
But when I hear your voice
Singing out
The Bells Of Hope
Are ringing out
And I feel all alone
(And I think of my home)

Cold times
A wind through the houses
The bleakness arouses
A longing to leave

Time flew
I wanted to see you
Somehow I could not do
Because of success

What a strange life this can be!
But when I hear your voice
singing out
The Bells Of Hope
Are ringing out
And I feel all alone
(And I think of my home)




Album: [covers]
Year of Publication: 1989
Lyrics: Graham Gouldman
Music: Herman's Hermits

last update: 11.03.2005

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Est Ovest

Da Est a Ovest
sopra l'oceano
in moto perpetuo
sempre in viaggio

Senza posa, cantare e suonare
La notte fuori e il giorno in casa
facendo il giro completo

Che bella vita deve sembrare questa!
Posti esagerati
Ogni cosa di gran classe
Nulla di cattivo gusto
Solamente il meglio!

Ragazze lussureggianti, pi grandi e morenti
singhiozzanti e in lacrime
Questo il successo!

Che bella vita deve sembrare questa!
Ma quando sento la tua voce
cantare alta,
le campane della speranza
risuonano ancora
e mi sento tutto solo
(e ripenso alla mia casa)

Periodi freddi
Un vento attraversa le case
Lo squallore risveglia
il desiderio di partire

Il tempo volato
Io volevo vederti
Per qualche motivo non ho potuto
per colpa del successo

Quanto strana pu essere questa vita!
Ma quando sento la tua voce
cantare alta,
le campane della speranza
risuonano ancora
e mi sento tutto solo
(e ripenso alla mia casa)




Album: [covers]
Anno di pubblicazione: 1989
Testo: Graham Gouldman
Musica: Herman's Hermits

ultimo agg.: 11.03.2005

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