Al Jarreau Spain - Písničky Akordy

2
Spain Al Jarreau Yesterday, just a photograph of yesterday And all its edges folded and the corners faded sepia brown And yet it's all I have of our past love A postscript to its ending Brighter days, I can see such brighter days When every song we sang is sung again And now we know, we know this time it's for good And we're lovers once again, and you're near me I can remember the rain in December The leaves are brown ,on the ground In Spain I did love and adore you The nights filled with joy were our yesterdays And tomorrow will bring you near me I can recall my desire, every reverie is on fire And I get a picture of all our yesterdays, yes, today I can say, I get a kick every time They play that, Spain, again I can remember the rain in December The leaves are brown on the ground Our love was a Spanish fiesta The bright lights and songs were our joy each day And the nights were the heat of yearning I can recall my desire, every reverie is on fire And I get a picture of all our yesterdays, yes, today I can say, I get a kick every time I see you gaze at me I see moments of history Your eyes meet mine and they dance to the melody And we live again as if dreaming The sound of our hearts beat like castanets And forever we'll know their meaning I can recall my desire, every reverie is on fire And I get a picture of all our yesterdays, yes, today I can say, I get a kick every time I see you gaze at me You gaze at me, I see moments of history Your eyes meet mine and they dance to the melody And we live again as if dreaming The sound of our hearts beat like castanets And forever we'll know their meaning I can recall my desire, every reverie is on fire And I get a picture of all our yesterdays, yes, today I can say, I get a kick every time I see you gaze at me You gaze at me, I see moments of history Your eyes meet mine and they dance to the melody And we live again as if dreaming

Transcript of Al Jarreau Spain - Písničky Akordy

Page 1: Al Jarreau Spain - Písničky Akordy

Spain

Al Jarreau

Yesterday, just a photograph of yesterdayAnd all its edges folded and the corners faded sepia brownAnd yet it's all I have of our past loveA postscript to its ending

Brighter days, I can see such brighter daysWhen every song we sang is sung againAnd now we know, we know this time it's for goodAnd we're lovers once again, and you're near me

I can remember the rain in DecemberThe leaves are brown ,on the groundIn Spain I did love and adore youThe nights filled with joy were our yesterdaysAnd tomorrow will bring you near me

I can recall my desire, every reverie is on fireAnd I get a picture of all our yesterdays, yes, today

I can say, I get a kick every timeThey play that, Spain, again

I can remember the rain in DecemberThe leaves are brown on the groundOur love was a Spanish fiestaThe bright lights and songs were our joy each dayAnd the nights were the heat of yearning

I can recall my desire, every reverie is on fireAnd I get a picture of all our yesterdays, yes, todayI can say, I get a kick every timeI see you gaze at me

I see moments of history

Your eyes meet mine and they dance to the melodyAnd we live again as if dreamingThe sound of our hearts beat like castanetsAnd forever we'll know their meaning

I can recall my desire, every reverie is on fireAnd I get a picture of all our yesterdays, yes, todayI can say, I get a kick every timeI see you gaze at me

You gaze at me, I see moments of historyYour eyes meet mine and they dance to the melodyAnd we live again as if dreamingThe sound of our hearts beat like castanetsAnd forever we'll know their meaning

I can recall my desire, every reverie is on fireAnd I get a picture of all our yesterdays, yes, todayI can say, I get a kick every timeI see you gaze at me

You gaze at me, I see moments of historyYour eyes meet mine and they dance to the melodyAnd we live again as if dreaming

Page 2: Al Jarreau Spain - Písničky Akordy

The sound of our hearts beat like castanetsAnd forever we'll know their meaning

I can remember the rain in DecemberThe leaves are brown tumbling downIn Spain I did love and adore youThe nights filled with joy were our yesterdaysAnd tomorrow will bring you near me

I can recall my desire, every reverie is on fireAnd I get a picture of all our yesterdays, yes, todayI can say, I get a kick and I'm here to sayHere, Spain, again

Tištěno z pisnicky-akordy.cz Sponzor: www.srovnavac.cz - vyberte si pojištění online!

Powered by TCPDF (www.tcpdf.org)