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from Sting 5집 - Mercury Falling (1996)
Another night finds me alone
In my dreams You still touch me Your picture by my telephone In that smile You still thrill me Now if I sleep I sleep here alone In my bed tonight You still haunt me And if I'm falling I'm falling like a stone In my nightmares You still hold me And after all that we've been through Now I'm wondering If you still blame me If only half of this was true That you believe of me You still shame me Dark rain will fall until I see your face I close my eyes I seem to hear the raindrops saying You won't come back You still touch me And when I'm sick at heart and low In my prayers You still heal me When I'm so sure this isn't so In my complacency You still shake me I wonder if you feel the same way as I do And you'd come back You still touch me Another night finds me alone In my bed tonight You still haunt me You still hold me You still touch me |
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from The Police 5집 - Synchronicity (1983)
you consider me the young apprentice
caught between the Scylia and Charibdes hypnotized by you if i should linger staring at the ring around your finger i have only come here seeking knowledge, things they wouldn't teach me of in college i can see the destiny you sold turned into a shining band of gold i'll be wrapped around your finger Mephistopheles is not your name but i know what you're up to just the same i will listen hard to your tuition and you willl see it come to its fruition i'll be wrapped around your finger devil and the deep blue sea behind me vanish in the air you'll never find me i will turn your face to alabaster then you will find your servant is your master and you'll be wrapped around my finger |
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from The Police - Live! [live] (1995)
you consider me the young apprentice
caught between the Scylia and Charibdes hypnotized by you if i should linger staring at the ring around your finger i have only come here seeking knowledge, things they wouldn't teach me of in college i can see the destiny you sold turned into a shining band of gold i'll be wrapped around your finger Mephistopheles is not your name but i know what you're up to just the same i will listen hard to your tuition and you willl see it come to its fruition i'll be wrapped around your finger devil and the deep blue sea behind me vanish in the air you'll never find me i will turn your face to alabaster then you will find your servant is your master and you'll be wrapped around my finger |
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from The Police - Certifiable [video, live] (2008)
you consider me the young apprentice
caught between the Scylia and Charibdes hypnotized by you if i should linger staring at the ring around your finger i have only come here seeking knowledge, things they wouldn't teach me of in college i can see the destiny you sold turned into a shining band of gold i'll be wrapped around your finger Mephistopheles is not your name but i know what you're up to just the same i will listen hard to your tuition and you willl see it come to its fruition i'll be wrapped around your finger devil and the deep blue sea behind me vanish in the air you'll never find me i will turn your face to alabaster then you will find your servant is your master and you'll be wrapped around my finger |
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from Sting 8집 - Songs From The Labyrinth (2006)
Wilt thou unkind thus reave me Of my heart, of my heart And so leave me, and so leave me? Wilt thou unkind thus reave me Of my heart, of my heart And so leave me, and so leave me? Farewell! Farewell! But yet or e'er I part, O cruel Kiss me, sweet, kiss me, sweet Sweet my jewel Hope by disdain grows cheerless Fear doth love, love doth fear Beauty peerless, beauty peerless Farewell! Farewell! But yet or e'er I part, O cruel Kiss me, sweet, kiss me, sweet Sweet my jewel If no delayes can move thee Life shall die, death shall live Still to love thee, still to love thee? Farewell! Farewell! But yet or e'er I part, O cruel Kiss me, sweet, kiss me, sweet Sweet my jewel Yet be thou mindfull ever Heat from fire, fire from heat None can see sever, none can sever Farewell! Farewell! But yet or e'er I part, O cruel Kiss me, sweet, kiss me, sweet Sweet my jewel True love cannot be changed Though delight from desert Be estranged, be estranged Farewell! Farewell! But yet or e'er I part, O cruel Kiss me, sweet, kiss me, sweet Sweet my jewel Farewell! Farewell! But yet or e'er I part, O cruel Kiss me, sweet, kiss me, sweet Sweet my jewel |
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from Sting 3집 - The Soul Cages (1991)
Under the dog star sail
Over the reefs of moonshine Under the skies of fall North, north west, the stones of Faroe Under the Artic fire Over the seas of silence Hauling on frozen ropes For all my days remaining But would north be true? All colours bleed to red Asleep on the ocean's bed Drifting in empty seas For all my days remaining But would north be true? Why should I? Why should I cry for you? Dark angels follow me Over the godless sea Mountains of endless falling For all my days remaining What would be true? Sometimes I see your face The stars seem to lose their place Why must I think of you? Why must I? Why sould I? Why should I cry for you? Why would you want me to? And what would it mean to say That, "I loved you in my fashion"? What would be true? Why should I? Why should I cry for you |
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from The Living Sea by Sting [ost] (1995)
Under the dog star sail Over the reefs of moonshine Under the skies of fall North, north west, the stones of Faroe Under the Artic fire Over the seas of silence Hauling on frozen ropes For all my days remaining But would north be true? All colours bleed to red Asleep on the ocean's bed Drifting in empty seas For all my days remaining But would north be true? Why should I? Why should I cry for you? Dark angels follow me Over the godless sea Mountains of endless falling For all my days remaining What would be true? Sometimes I see your face The stars seem to lose their place Why must I think of you? Why must I? Why sould I? Why should I cry for you? Why would you want me to? And what would it mean to say That, "I loved you in my fashion"? What would be true? Why should I? Why should I cry for you |
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from The Living Sea by Sting [ost] (1995)
Under the dog star sail Over the reefs of moonshine Under the skies of fall North, north west, the stones of Faroe Under the Artic fire Over the seas of silence Hauling on frozen ropes For all my days remaining But would north be true? All colours bleed to red Asleep on the ocean's bed Drifting in empty seas For all my days remaining But would north be true? Why should I? Why should I cry for you? Dark angels follow me Over the godless sea Mountains of endless falling For all my days remaining What would be true? Sometimes I see your face The stars seem to lose their place Why must I think of you? Why must I? Why sould I? Why should I cry for you? Why would you want me to? And what would it mean to say That, "I loved you in my fashion"? What would be true? Why should I? Why should I cry for you |
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from The Living Sea by Sting [ost] (1995)
"Why Should I Cry For You?"
Under the dog-star sail Over the reefs of moonshine Under the skies of fall North-north-west, the stones of Faroe Under the Arctic fire Over the seas of silence Hauling on frozen ropes For all my days remaining Would north be true? All colours bleed to red Asleep on the ocean's bed Drifting in empty seas For all my days remaining Would north be true? Why should I, why should I cry for you? Dark angels follow me Over a godless sea Mountains of endless falling For all my days remaining What would be true? Sometimes I see your face, The stars seem to lose their place Why must I think of you? Why must I? Why should I? Why should I cry for you? Why would you want me to? And what would it mean to say, 'I loved you in my fashion?' What would be true? Why should I, why should I cry for you? Why should I cry? |
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from The Living Sea by Sting [ost] (1995)
"Why Should I Cry For You?"
Under the dog-star sail Over the reefs of moonshine Under the skies of fall North-north-west, the stones of Faroe Under the Arctic fire Over the seas of silence Hauling on frozen ropes For all my days remaining Would north be true? All colours bleed to red Asleep on the ocean's bed Drifting in empty seas For all my days remaining Would north be true? Why should I, why should I cry for you? Dark angels follow me Over a godless sea Mountains of endless falling For all my days remaining What would be true? Sometimes I see your face, The stars seem to lose their place Why must I think of you? Why must I? Why should I? Why should I cry for you? Why would you want me to? And what would it mean to say, 'I loved you in my fashion?' What would be true? Why should I, why should I cry for you? Why should I cry? |
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from The Living Sea by Sting [ost] (1995)
Under the dog star sail Over the reefs of moonshine Under the skies of fall North, north west, the stones of Faroe Under the Artic fire Over the seas of silence Hauling on frozen ropes For all my days remaining But would north be true? All colours bleed to red Asleep on the ocean's bed Drifting in empty seas For all my days remaining But would north be true? Why should I? Why should I cry for you? Dark angels follow me Over the godless sea Mountains of endless falling For all my days remaining What would be true? Sometimes I see your face The stars seem to lose their place Why must I think of you? Why must I? Why sould I? Why should I cry for you? Why would you want me to? And what would it mean to say That, "I loved you in my fashion"? What would be true? Why should I? Why should I cry for you |
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from Sting - ...All This Time [live] (2001)
If he loved you like I love you
I would walk away in shame I'd move town, I'd change my name When he watches you When he comes to buy your soul On your hand his golden rings Like he owns a bird that sings When we dance Angels will run and hide their wings The priests have said my soul's salvation Lies in the balance of the angels And underneath the wheels of passion When we dance Angels will run and hide their wings I'm still in love with you When we dance Angels will run and hide their wings I'm gonna love you more than life If you'll only be my life I'm gonna love you night and day When we dance Angels will run and hide their wings I'm gonna find a place to live Give you all I've got to give I would love you more than life If you'll only be my wife If I could break down these walls And shout my name at heaven's gate I'd take these hands And I'd destroy the dark machineries of fate The vehicles are broken Heaven's the one above Hell fire's a promise away I'd still be saying I'm still in love He won't love you Like I love you He won't care for you this way He'll mistreat you if you stay Come and live with me We'll have children of our own I would love you more than life If you'd come and be my wife When we dance Angels will run adn hide their wings I'm gonna love you more than life If you'll only be my wife I'm gonna love you night and day I'm gonna try in every way When we dance Angels will run and hide their wings I'm gonna find a place to live Give you all I've got to give I would love you more than life If you'd only be my wife |
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from The Police 3집 - Zenyattà Mondatta (1980)
Turn on my V.C.R.
Same one I've had for years James Brown on the T. A. M. I. show Same tape I've had for years I sit in my old car Same one I've had for years Old battery's running down It ran for years and years Turn on the radio The static hurts my ears Tell me where would I go I ain't been out in years Turn on the stereo It's played for years and years An Otis Redding song It's all I own When the world is running down You make the best of what's still around When the world is running down You make the best of what's still around Plug in my M.C.I To exercise my brain Make records on my own Can't go out in the rain Pick up the telephone I've listened here for years No one to talk to me I've listened here for years When the world is running down You make the best of what's still around When the world is running down You make the best of what's still around When I feel lonely here Don't waste my time with tears I run 'Deep Throat' again It ran for years and years Don't like the food I eat The cans are running out Same food for years and years I hate the food I eat When the world is running down You make the best of what's still around When the world is running down You make the best of what's still around When the world is running down You make the best of what's still around When the world is running down You make the best of what's still around |
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from Sting 3집 - The Soul Cages (1991)
So high above the world tonight
The angels watch us sleeping And underneath a bridge of stars We dream in safety?s keeping But perhaps the dream Is dreaming us Soaring with the seagulls Perhaps the dream Is dreaming us Astride the backs of eagles When the angels fall Shadows on the wall In the thunder?s call Something haunts us all When the angels fall Take your father?s cross Gently from the wall A shadow still remaining See the churches fall In mighty arcs of sound And all that they?re containing Yet all the ragged souls Of all the ragged men Looking for their lost homes Shuffle to the ruins From the leveled plain To search among the tombstones When the angels fall Shadows on the wall In the thunder?s call Something haunts us all When the angels fall These are my feet These are my hands These are my children And this is my demand Bring down the angels Cast them from my sight I never want to see A million suns at midnight Your hands are empty The streets are empty You can?t control us You can?t control us anymore When the angels fall When the angels fall |
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from Chris Botti - To Love Again (2005)
What are you doing the rest of your life?
North and south and east and west of your life? I have only one request of your life That you spend it all with me. All the seasons and the times of your days. All the nickels and the dimes of your days. Let the reasons and the rhymes of your days. All begin and end with me. I want to see your face, In every kind of light, In fields of gold and Forests of the night; And when you stand before The candles on a cake. Oh let me be the one to hear The silent wish you make. Those tomorrows waiting deep in your eyes In the world of love you keep in your eyes, I'll awaken what?s asleep in your eyes, It may take a kiss or two.. Through all of my life.. Summer, winter, spring and fall of my life, All I ever will recall of my life Is all of my life with you. |
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from Sting 8집 - Songs From The Labyrinth (2006)
Weep you no more, sad fountains What need you flow so fast? Look how the snowy mountains Heav'n's sun doth gently waste But my sun's heav'nly eyes View not your weeping That now lies sleeping That now lies sleeping Softly, softly, now softly lies sleeping Sleep is a reconciling A rest that Peace begets Doth not the sun rise smiling When fair at e'en he sets Rest you then, rest, sad eyes Melt not in weeping While she lies sleeping While she lies sleeping Softly, softly, now softly lies sleeping |
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from Sting - The Journey And The Labyrith [video] (2007)
Weep you no more, sad fountains
What need you flow so fast? Look how the snowy mountains Heav'n's sun doth gently waste But my sun's heav'nly eyes View not your weeping That now lies sleeping That now lies sleeping Softly, softly, now softly lies sleeping Sleep is a reconciling A rest that Peace begets Doth not the sun rise smiling When fair at e'en he sets Rest you then, rest, sad eyes Melt not in weeping While she lies sleeping While she lies sleeping Softly, softly, now softly lies sleeping |
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from Sting 2집 - ...Nothing Like The Sun (1987)
I see me with you and all the things you do Keep turning round and round in my mind Forget the weather we should always be together And any other thought is unkind To have you with me I would swim the seven seas I need you as my guide and my light My love is a flame that burns in your name We'll be together, we'll be together tonight We'll be together, yeah We'll be together, yeah We'll be together, yeah I see you with me and all I want to be Is dancing here with you in my arms Forget the weather we should always be together I'll always be a slave to your charms To have you with me I would swim the seven seas I need you as my guide in my life My love is a flame that burns in your name We'll be together, we'll be together tonight We'll be together, yeah We'll be together, yeah We'll be together, yeah Call me baby You can call me anything you want Call me baby, Call me, just call me I see you with me and baby makes three I see me with you and all the things you do Forget the weather we should always be together I need you as my guide and my light My love is the flame that burns in your name We'll be together, we'll be together tonight |
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from Bridget Jones 2 (브리짓 존스의 일기 2) [ost] (2004)
I see me with you
and all the things you do Keep turning round and round in my mind Forget the weather we should always be together And any other thought is unkind To have you with me I would swim the seven seas To have you as my guide and my light My love is a flame that burns in your name We'll be together We'll be together tonight We'll be together together We'll be together together We'll be together together I see you with me and all I want to be Is dancing here with you in my arms Forget the weather we should always be together I'll always be a slave to your charms To have you with me I would swim the seven seas To have you as the guide in my life My love is a flame that burns in your name We'll be together We'll be together tonight We'll be together together We'll be together together We'll be together together Call me baby You can call me anything you want Call me baby Call me call me I see you with me and baby makes three I see me with you and all the things we do Forget the weather we should always be together I need you as my guide and my light My love is the flame that burns in your name We'll be together We'll be together tonight We'll be together together We'll be together together We'll be together together We'll be together together We'll be together together We'll be together together We'll be together together We'll be together together |
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from Sting 1집 - The Dream Of The Blue Turtles (1985)
This place has changed for good
Your economic theory said it would It's hard for us to understand We can't give up our jobs the way we should Our blood has stained the coal We tunnelled inside the nation's soul We matter more than pounds and pence Your economic theory makes no sense One day in a nuclear age They may understand our rage They build machines that they can't control And bury the waste in a great big hole Power was to become cheap and clean Grimy faces were never seen But deadly for twelve thousand years is carbon fourteen We work the black seam together The seam lies underground Three million years of pressure packed it down We walk through ancient forest lands And light a thousand cities with our hands Your dark satanic mills Have made redundant all our mining skills You can't exchange a six inch band For all the poison streams in Cumberland One day in a nuclear age They may understand our rage They build machines that they can't control And bury the waste in a great big hole Power was to become cheap and clean Grimy faces were never seen But deadly for twelve thousand years is carbon fourteen We work the black seam together Our concious lives run deep You cling onto your mountain while we sleep This way of life is part of me There is no price so only let me be And should the children weep The turning world will sing their souls to sleep When you have sunk without a trace The universe will suck me into place One day in a nuclear age They may understand our rage They build machines that they can't control And bury the waste in a great big hole Power was to become cheap and clean Grimy faces were never seen But deadly for twelve thousand years is carbon fourteen We work the black seam together |
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from The Police 2집 - Regatta De Blanc (1979)
Giant steps are what you take
Walking on the moon I hope my legs don't break Walking on the moon We could walk for ever Walking on the moon We could live together Walking on, walking on the moon Walking back from your house Walking on the moon Walking back from your house Walking on the moon Feet they hardly touch the ground Walking on the moon My feet don't hardly make no sound Walking on, walking on the moon Some may say I'm wishing my days away, no way And if it's the price I pay, some say Tomorrow's another day, you'll stay I may as well play Giant steps are what you take Walking on the moon I hope my legs don't break Walking on the moon We could walk for ever Walking on the moon We could be together Walking on, walking on the moon Some may say I'm wishing my days away no way And if it's the price I pay, some say Tomorrow's another day, you'll stay I may as well play |
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from The Police 2집 - Regatta De Blanc (1979)
Giant steps are what you take Walking on the moon I hope my legs don't break Walking on the moon We could walk for ever Walking on the moon We could live together Walking on, walking on the moon Walking back from your house Walking on the moon Walking back from your house Walking on the moon Feet they hardly touch the ground Walking on the moon My feet don't hardly make no sound Walking on, walking on the moon Some may say I'm wishing my days away, no way And if it's the price I pay, some say Tomorrow's another day, you'll stay I may as well play Giant steps are what you take Walking on the moon I hope my legs don't break Walking on the moon We could walk for ever Walking on the moon We could be together Walking on, walking on the moon Some may say I'm wishing my days away no way And if it's the price I pay, some say Tomorrow's another day, you'll stay I may as well play |
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from The Police - Live! [live] (1995)
Giant steps are what you take Walking on the moon I hope my legs don't break Walking on the moon We could walk for ever Walking on the moon We could live together Walking on, walking on the moon Walking back from your house Walking on the moon Walking back from your house Walking on the moon Feet they hardly touch the ground Walking on the moon My feet don't hardly make no sound Walking on, walking on the moon Some may say I'm wishing my days away, no way And if it's the price I pay, some say Tomorrow's another day, you'll stay I may as well play Giant steps are what you take Walking on the moon I hope my legs don't break Walking on the moon We could walk for ever Walking on the moon We could be together Walking on, walking on the moon Some may say I'm wishing my days away no way And if it's the price I pay, some say Tomorrow's another day, you'll stay I may as well play |
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from The Police - Certifiable [video, live] (2008)
Giant steps are what you take Walking on the moon I hope my legs don't break Walking on the moon We could walk for ever Walking on the moon We could live together Walking on, walking on the moon Walking back from your house Walking on the moon Walking back from your house Walking on the moon Feet they hardly touch the ground Walking on the moon My feet don't hardly make no sound Walking on, walking on the moon Some may say I'm wishing my days away, no way And if it's the price I pay, some say Tomorrow's another day, you'll stay I may as well play Giant steps are what you take Walking on the moon I hope my legs don't break Walking on the moon We could walk for ever Walking on the moon We could be together Walking on, walking on the moon Some may say I'm wishing my days away no way And if it's the price I pay, some say Tomorrow's another day, you'll stay I may as well play |
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from The Police 5집 - Synchronicity (1983)
Fifty million years ago
You walked upon the planet so God of all that you could see, Just a little bit like me Walking in your footsteps Walking in your footsteps Hey hey, Mr. dinosaur You really couldn't ask for more You were God's favorite creature But you didn't have a future Walking in your footsteps Walking in your foorsteps Hey hey, mighty brontosaurus, Don't you have a lesson for us Thought your rule would always last, There were no lessons in your past You were built three stories high They say you would not hurt a fly If we explode the atom bomb Will they say that we were dumb Walking in your footsteps Walking in your footsteps |
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from The Police - Live! [live] (1995)
Fifty million years ago
You walked upon the planet so God of all that you could see, Just a little bit like me Walking in your footsteps Walking in your footsteps Hey hey, Mr. dinosaur You really couldn't ask for more You were God's favorite creature But you didn't have a future Walking in your footsteps Walking in your foorsteps Hey hey, mighty brontosaurus, Don't you have a lesson for us Thought your rule would always last, There were no lessons in your past You were built three stories high They say you would not hurt a fly If we explode the atom bomb Will they say that we were dumb Walking in your footsteps Walking in your footsteps |
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from The Police - Certifiable [video, live] (2008)
Fifty million years ago You walked upon the planet so Lord of all that you could see Just a little bit like me Walking in your footsteps Walking in your footsteps Walking in your footsteps Walking in your footsteps Hey Mr. Dinosaur You really couldn't ask for more You were God's favourite creature But you didn't have a future Walking in your footsteps Walking in your footsteps Walking in your footsteps Walking in your footsteps Hey mighty brontosaurus Don't you have a message for us You thought your rule would always last There were no lessons in your past You were built three storeys high They say you would not hurt a fly If we explode the atom bomb Would they say that we were dumb? Walking in your footsteps Walking in your footsteps Walking in your footsteps Walking in your footsteps Fifty million years ago They walked upon the planet so They live in a museum It's the only place you'll see 'em Walking in your footsteps Walking in your footsteps They say the meek shall inherit the earth They say the meek shall inherit the earth Walking in your footsteps |
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from The Police 3집 - Zenyattà Mondatta (1980)
Voices inside my head
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from The Police 3집 - Zenyattà Mondatta (1980)
Voices inside my head
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from Sting 5집 - Mercury Falling (1996)
Chase the dog star
Over the sea Home where my true love is waiting for me Rope the south wind Canvas the stars Harness the moonlight So she can safely go Round the Cape Horn to Valparaiso Red the port light Starboard the green How will she know of the demons I've seen Cross in the sky,star of the sea Under the moonlight, there she can safely go Round the Cape Horn to Valparaiso And every road I walked would take me down to the sea With every broken promise in my sack And every love would always send the ship of my heart Over the rolling sea If I should die And water's my grave She'll never know if i'm damned or I'm saved See the ghost fly over the sea Under the moonlight, there she can safely go Round the Cape Horn to Valparaiso |
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from Sting - Sting At The Movies (1997)
Chase the dog star
Over the sea Home where my true love is waiting for me Rope the south wind Canvas the stars Harness the moonlight So she can safely go Round the Cape Horn to Valparaiso Red the port light Starboard the green How will she know of the devils I've seen Cross in the sky, star of the sea Under the moonlight, there she can safely go Round the Cape Horn to Valparaiso And every road I walked would take me down to the sea With every broken promise in my sack And every love would always send the ship of my heart Over the rolling sea If I should die And water's my grave She'll never know if I'm damned or I'm saved See the ghost fly over the sea Under the moonlight, there she can safely go Round the Cape Horn to Valparaiso |
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from Sting - Sting At The Movies (1997)
If I caught the world in a bottle
And everything was still beneath the moon Without your love would it shine for me? If I was smart as Aristotle And understood the rings around the moon What would it all matter if you loved me? Here in your arms where the world is impossibly still With a million dreams to fulfill And a matter of moments until the dancing ends Here in your arms when everything seems to be clear Not a solitary thing would I fear Except when this moment comes near the dancing's end If I caught the world in an hourglass Saddled up the moon so we could ride Until the stars grew dim, Until One day you'll meet a stranger And all the noise is silenced in the room You'll feel that you're close to some mystery In the moonlight and everything shatters You feel as if you've known her all your life The world's oldest lesson in history Here in your arms where the world is impossibly still With a million dreams to fulfill And a matter of moments until the dancing ends Here in your arms when everything seems to be clear Not a solitary thing do I fear Except when this moment comes near the dancing's end Oh, if I caught the world in an hourglass Saddled up the moon and we would ride Until the stars grew dim Until the time that time stands still, Until |
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from Sting 5집 - Mercury Falling (1996)
Train I ride don't be slow
If your whistle can blow Fifteen miles down the track Tell them I'm coming back Counting poles counting sheep Don't be slow I won't weep If your wheels on the line Were to put me on time Just a year to the day Since I went upon my way To seek my fortune and fame Be a star change my name And that's it more or less Til this midnight express I know I can't be late Cause she said she won't wait She'll just go marry Jack So there's no turning back And it's 25 to midnight and fifteen miles of track Band I had got a break Just one chance we had to take Told my girl I'd be back Left her with my friend Jack New York City for a spell Things didn't turn out so well Every dive that we played We were lucky we got paid Mr Train driver please If your speed you increase Every cent I have now Will be yours this I vow And that's it more or less Til this midnight express I know I can't be late Cause she said she won't wait She'll just go marry Jack So there's no turning back And it's 25 to midnight and fifteen miles of track We called ourselves the Latino Lovers Hawaiian shirts and top forty covers I didn't think I could sink this low When drugs and booze ate all my dough This isn't how it was meant to be There's no such thing as a meal that's free If I was ever to get out alive I have to get home on time Train I ride don't be slow If your whistle can blow Fifteen miles down the track Tell them I'm coming back And that's it more or less Til this midnight express I know I can't be late Cause she said she won't wait She'll just go marry Jack So there's no turning back And it's 25 to midnight and fifteen miles of track And it's 25 to midnight and fifteen miles of track |
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from Sting - You Still Touch Me [single] (2002)
Train I ride don't be slow
If your whistle can blow Fifteen miles down the track Tell them I'm coming back Counting poles counting sheep Don't be slow I won't weep If your wheels on the line Were to put me on time Just a year to the day Since I went upon my way To seek my fortune and fame Be a star, change my name And that's it more or less Til this midnight express I know I can't be late Cause she said she won't wait She'll just go marry Jack So there's no turning back And it's 25 to midnight and fifteen miles of track Band I had got a break Just one chance we had to take Told my girl I'd be back Left her with my friend Jack New York City for a spell Things didn't turn out so well Every dive that we played We were lucky we got paid Mr Train driver please If your speed you increase Every cent I have now Will be yours this I vow And that's it more or less Til this midnight express I know I can't be late Cause she said she won't wait She'll just go marry Jack So there's no turning back And it's 25 to midnight and fifteen miles of track We called ourselves the Latino Lovers Hawaiian shirts and top forty covers I didn't think I could sink this low When drugs and booze ate all my dough This isn't how it was meant to be There's no such thing as a meal that's free If I was ever to get out alive I have to get home on time Train I ride don't be slow If your whistle can blow Fifteen miles down the track Tell them I'm coming back And that's it more or less Til this midnight express I know I can't be late Cause she said she won't wait She'll just go marry Jack So there's no turning back And it's 25 to midnight and fifteen miles of track And it's 25 to midnight and fifteen miles of track |
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from The Police 1집 - Outlandos D'Amour (1978)
Sleep lay behind me like a broken ocean
Strange waking dreams before my eyes unfold You lay there sleeping like an open doorway I stepped outside myself and felt so cold Take a look at my new toy It'll blow your head in two, oh boy Truth hits everybody, truth hits everyone Truth hits everybody, truth hits everyone Truth hits everybody, truth hits everyone I thought about it and my dream was broken I clutch at images like dying breath And I don't want to make a fuss about it The only certain thing in life is death Take a look at my new toy It'll blow your head in two, oh boy Truth hits everybody, truth hits everyone Where you want to be, won't you ever see? Truth hits everybody, truth hits everyone Ah....now! |
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from The Police - Live! [live] (1995)
Sleep lay behind me like a broken ocean
Strange waking dreams before my eyes unfold You lay there sleeping like an open doorway I stepped outside myself and felt so cold Take a look at my new toy It'll blow your head in two, oh boy Truth hits everybody, truth hits everyone Truth hits everybody, truth hits everyone Truth hits everybody, truth hits everyone I thought about it and my dream was broken I clutch at images like dying breath And I don't want to make a fuss about it The only certain thing in life is death Take a look at my new toy It'll blow your head in two, oh boy Truth hits everybody, truth hits everyone Where you want to be, won't you ever see? Truth hits everybody, truth hits everyone Ah....now! |
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from The Police - Certifiable [video, live] (2008)
Sleep lay behind me like a broken ocean
Strange waking dreams before my eyes unfold You lay there sleeping like an open doorway I stepped outside myself and felt so cold Take a look at my new toy It'll blow your head in two, oh boy Truth hits everybody, truth hits everyone Truth hits everybody, truth hits everyone Truth hits everybody, truth hits everyone I thought about it and my dream was broken I clutch at images like dying breath And I don't want to make a fuss about it The only certain thing in life is death Take a look at my new toy It'll blow your head in two, oh boy Truth hits everybody, truth hits everyone Where you want to be, won't you ever see? Truth hits everybody, truth hits everyone Ah....now! |
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from The Police 4집 - Ghost In The Machine (1981)
Too much information running through my brain
Too much information driving me insane Too much information running through my brain Too much information driving me insane I've seen the whole world six times over Sea of Japan to the Cliffs of Dover Oh I've seen the whole world six times over Sea of Japan to the Cliffs of Dover Oh Overkill Overview Over my dead body Over me Over you Over everybody Too much information running through my brain Too much information driving me insane Too much information running through my brain Too much information driving me insane I've seen the whole world six times over Sea of Japan to the Cliffs of Dover Oh I've seen the whole world six times over Sea of Japan to the Cliffs of Dover Oh Too much information running through my brain Too much information driving me insane Too much information running through my brain Too much information driving me insane I've seen the whole world six times over Sea of Japan to the Cliffs of Dover Oh I've seen the whole world six times over Sea of Japan to the Cliffs of Dover Oh Overkill Overview Over my dead body Over me Over you Over everybody Too much information running through my brain Too much information driving me insane Too much information running through my brain Too much information driving me insane |
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from The Police 4집 - Ghost In The Machine (1981)
Too much information running through my brain
Too much information driving me insane Too much information running through my brain Too much information driving me insane I've seen the whole world six times over Sea of Japan to the Cliffs of Dover Oh I've seen the whole world six times over Sea of Japan to the Cliffs of Dover Oh Overkill Overview Over my dead body Over me Over you Over everybody Too much information running through my brain Too much information driving me insane Too much information running through my brain Too much information driving me insane I've seen the whole world six times over Sea of Japan to the Cliffs of Dover Oh I've seen the whole world six times over Sea of Japan to the Cliffs of Dover Oh Too much information running through my brain Too much information driving me insane Too much information running through my brain Too much information driving me insane I've seen the whole world six times over Sea of Japan to the Cliffs of Dover Oh I've seen the whole world six times over Sea of Japan to the Cliffs of Dover Oh Overkill Overview Over my dead body Over me Over you Over everybody Too much information running through my brain Too much information driving me insane Too much information running through my brain Too much information driving me insane |
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from Sting 6집 - Brand New Day (1999)
The streets are wet
The lights have yet To shed their tawdry lustre on the scene My skirt’s too short My tights have run These new heels are killing me My second pack of cigarettes It’s a slow night but there’s time yet Here comes john from his other life He may be driving to his wife But he'll slow down take a look I’ve learned to read them just like books And it’s already half past ten But they’ll be back again Headlights in the rainy street I check, make sure it’s not the heat I wink, I smile, I wave my hand He stops and seems to understand The small transaction we must make I tell him that my heart will break If he’s not a generous man I step into his van The say the first is the hardest trick After that it’s just a matter of logic They have the money I have the time Being pretty's my only crime You ask what future do I see I say it’s really up to me I don’t need forgiving I’m just making a living Don’t judge me You could be me in another life In another set of circumstances Don’t judge me One more night I’ll just have to take my chances And tomorrow we’ll see A friend of mine he wound up dead His dress was stained the colour red No next of kin no fixed abode Another victim on this road The police just carted him away But someone took his place next day He was home by thanksgiving But not with the living Don’t judge me You could be me in another life In another set of circumstances Don’t judge me One more night I’ll just have to take my chances And no it’s just not in my plan For someone to care who I am I'm walking the streets for money It’s the business of love, 'hey honey' C'mon, don’t leave me lonely, don’t leave me sad It’ll be the sweetest five minutes you ever had Don’t judge me You could be me in another life In another set of circumstances Don’t judge me One more night I’ll just have to take my chances And tomorrow we’ll see |
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from Sting - I'M So Happy I Can'T Stop Crying [single] (2003)
This was never meant to be,
All the signs were there to see, From the first moment that we met, I knew, This was never meant to be. This was always doomed to fail, From the moment we set sail, All our instincts told us we were wrong, This was never meant to be. But soon we were enraptured in love's dance, When the dance ended I found, I couldn't live without you. And now, all of my dreams are sad embers Here in the cold of December, And now you're in the arms of someone else, I always knew that... This was always second best, Our love would fall at the first test, Common sense would tell us we were wrong, This was never meant to be. This was never meant to last, We drank our cup of love to fast, From the first moment that we met, I knew, Now Miss, from our first kiss, I tell you this was never meant to be. |
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from Sting - Sting At The Movies (1997)
We rode all night across an endless desert
We had no moon to light our way And though a million stars were slowly turning We lacked the consciences to pray Our horses running like a devil chase us Their feet, they hardly touched the ground Yes, I'm familiar with a grey wolf howling But I'm certain I never heard that sound Devil to pay on judgement day Would Jesus strike me down if I should pray? This cowboy song is all I know To bring me back into your arms Your distant sun, your shining light You'll be my dog-star shining tonight I've been the lowest of the low on the planet I've been a sinner all my days When I was living with my hand on the trigger I had no sense to change my ways The preacher asked if I'd embrace the resurrection To suck the poison from my life Just like an existential cowboy villain His words were balanced on my knife Devil to pay, on judgement day Would Jesus strike me down if I should pray? This cowboy song is all I know To bring me back into your arms Your distant sun, your shining light You'll be my dog-star shining tonight Every night Every night All my distances afar This cowboy song, is all I know To bring me back into your arms This cowboy song, this cowboy life I'll be your dog-star shining tonight Dog-star... |
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from Sting 2집 - ...Nothing Like The Sun (1987)
Why are these women here dancing on their own? Why is there this sadness in their eyes? Why are the soldiers here Their faces fixed like stone? I can't see what it is that they despise They're dancing with the missing They're dancing with the dead They dance with the invisible ones Their anguish is unsaid They're dancing with their fathers They're dancing with their sons They're dancing with their husbands They dance alone, they dance alone It's the only form of protest they're allowed I've seen their silent faces they scream so loud If they were to speak these words they'd go missing too Another woman on the torture table what else can they do They're dancing with the missing They're dancing with the dead They dance with the invisible ones Their anguish is unsaid They're dancing with their fathers They're dancing with their sons They're dancing with their husbands They dance alone, they dance alone One day we'll dance on their graves One day we'll sing our freedom One day we'll laugh in our joy And we'll dance One day we'll dance on their graves One day we'll sing our freedom One day we'll laugh in our joy And we'll dance Ellas danzan con los desaparecidos Ellas danzan con los muertos Ellas danzan con amores invisibles Ellas danzan con silenciosa angustia Danzan con sus padres Danzan con sus hijos Danzan con sus esposos Ellas danzan solas Danzan solas Hey Mr. Pinochet You've sown a bitter crop It's foreign money that supports you One day the money's going to stop No wages for your torturers No budget for your guns Can you think of your own mother Dancin' with her invisible son They're dancing with the missing They're dancing with the dead They dance with the invisible ones Their anguish is unsaid They're dancing with their fathers They're dancing with their sons They're dancing with their husbands They dance alone, they dance alone |
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from Sting - Sting At The Movies (1997)
Round,
Like a circle in a spiral Like a wheel within a wheel Never ending or beginning On an ever-spinning reel Like a snowball down a mountain Or a carnival balloon Like a carousel that's burning Running rings around the moon Like a clock whose hands are sweeping Past the minutes of its face And the world is like an apple Rolling silently in space Like the circles that you find In the windmills of your mind Like a tunnel that you follow To a tunnel of its own Down a hollow to a cavern Where the sun has never shone Like a door that keeps revolving In a half-forgotten dream Like the ripples from a pebble Someone tosses in a stream Like a clock whose hands are sweeping Past the minutes of its face And the world is like an apple Rolling silently in space Like the circles that you find In the windmills of your mind Keys that jingle in your pocket Words that jangle in your head Why did summer go so quickly? Was it something that you said? Lovers walk along the shore Leave their footprints in the sand Is the sound of distant drumming Just the fingers of your hand? Pictures hanging in a hallway Or the fragment of this song Half-remembered names and faces But to whom do they belong? When you knew that it was over Were you suddenly aware That the autumn leaves were turning To the colour of her hair? Like a circle in a spiral Like a wheel within a wheel Never ending or beginning On an ever-spinning reel As the images unwind Like the circles that you find In the windmills of your mind |
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from Sting - The Complete Chicago Sessions (1993)
After all the jacks are in their boxes
And the clowns have all gone to bed You can hear happiness Staggering on down street Footprints dressed in red And the wind whispers Mary A broom is drearily sweeping Up the broken pieces of yesterday's life Somewhere a Queen is weeping Somewhere a King has no wife And the wind it cries Mary The traffic lights they turn blue tomorrow And shine their emptiness down on my bed The tiny island sags downstream 'Cause the life they'd lived is dead And the wind screams Mary Will the wind ever remember The names it has blown in the past And with this crutch, its old age and its wisdom It whispers "No, this will be the last" And the wind cries Mary |
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from Sting 3집 - The Soul Cages (1991)
I saw it again this evening
Black sail in a pale yellow sky And just as before in a moment It was gone where the grey gulls fly If it happens again I shall worry That only a strange ship could fly And my sanity scans the horizon In the light of a darkening sky That night as I walked in my slumber I waded into the sea strand And I swam with the moon and her lover Until I lost sight of the land I swam ?til the night became morning Black sail in a reddening sky Found myself on the deck of a rolling ship So far where no grey gulls fly All around me was silence As if mocking my frail human hopes And a question mark hung in the canvas For the wind that had died in the ropes I may have slept for an hour I may have slept for a day For I woke in a bed of white linen And the sky was the color of clay At first just a rattle of canvas And the gentlest breath on my face But a galloping line of white horses Said that soon were in for a race The gentle sigh turned to a howling And the grey sky, she angered to black And my anxious eyes searched the horizon With the gathering sea at my back Did I see the shade of a sailor On the bridge through the wheelhouse pane? Held fast to the wheel of the rocking ship As I squinted my eye in the rain For the ship had turned into the wind Against the storm to brace And underneath the sailor?s hat I saw my father?s face If a prayer today is spoken Please offer it for me When the bridge to heaven is broken And you?re lost on the wild, wild sea Lost on the wild, wild sea |
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from Sting - Live In Newcastle [live] (1991)
I saw it again this evening
Black sail in a pale yellow sky And just as before in a moment It was gone where the grey gulls fly If it happens again I shall worry That only a strange ship could fly And my sanity scans the horizon In the light of a darkening sky That night as I walked in my slumber I waded into the sea strand And I swam with the moon and her lover Until I lost sight of the land I swam ?til the night became morning Black sail in a reddening sky Found myself on the deck of a rolling ship So far where no grey gulls fly All around me was silence As if mocking my frail human hopes And a question mark hung in the canvas For the wind that had died in the ropes I may have slept for an hour I may have slept for a day For I woke in a bed of white linen And the sky was the color of clay At first just a rattle of canvas And the gentlest breath on my face But a galloping line of white horses Said that soon were in for a race The gentle sigh turned to a howling And the grey sky, she angered to black And my anxious eyes searched the horizon With the gathering sea at my back Did I see the shade of a sailor On the bridge through the wheelhouse pane? Held fast to the wheel of the rocking ship As I squinted my eye in the rain For the ship had turned into the wind Against the storm to brace And underneath the sailor?s hat I saw my father?s face If a prayer today is spoken Please offer it for me When the bridge to heaven is broken And you?re lost on the wild, wild sea Lost on the wild, wild sea |
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from Sting 3집 - The Soul Cages (1991)
The boy child is locked in the fisherman?s yard
There?s a bloodless moon where the oceans die A shoal of nightstars hang fire in the nets And the chaos of cages where the crayfish lie Where is the fisherman, where is the goat? Where is the keeper in his carrion coat? Eclipse on the moon when the dark bird flies Where is the child with his father?s eyes? These are the soul cages These are the soul cages He?s the king of the ninth world The twisted son of the fog bells toll In each and every lobster cage A tortured human soul These are the souls of the broken factories The subject slaves of the broken crown The dead accounting of old guilty promises These are the souls of the broken town These are the soul cages These are the soul cages ?I have a wager,?the brave child spoke The fisherman laughed, though disturbed at the joke ?You will drink what I drink, but you must equal me And if the drink leaves me standing, a soul shall go free?br /> ?I have here a cask of most magical wine A vintage that blessed every ship in the line It?s wrung from the blood of the sailors who died Young, white bodies adrift in the tide?br /> ?And what?s in it for me, my pretty young thing? Why should I whistle, when the caged bird sings? If you lose a wager with the king of the sea You?ll spend the rest of forever in the cage with me??br /> These are the soul cages These are the soul cages A body lies open in the fisherman?s yard Like the side of a ship where the iceberg rips One less soul in the soul cages One last curse on the fisherman?s lips These are the soul cages These are the soul cages Swim to the light Swim to the light He dreamed of the ship on the sea It would carry his father and he To a place they could never be found To a place far away from this town A Newcastle ship without coals They would sail to the island of souls |
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from Sting - Live In Newcastle [live] (1991)
The boy child is locked in the fisherman?s yard
There?s a bloodless moon where the oceans die A shoal of nightstars hang fire in the nets And the chaos of cages where the crayfish lie Where is the fisherman, where is the goat? Where is the keeper in his carrion coat? Eclipse on the moon when the dark bird flies Where is the child with his father?s eyes? These are the soul cages These are the soul cages He?s the king of the ninth world The twisted son of the fog bells toll In each and every lobster cage A tortured human soul These are the souls of the broken factories The subject slaves of the broken crown The dead accounting of old guilty promises These are the souls of the broken town These are the soul cages These are the soul cages ?I have a wager,?the brave child spoke The fisherman laughed, though disturbed at the joke ?You will drink what I drink, but you must equal me And if the drink leaves me standing, a soul shall go free?br /> ?I have here a cask of most magical wine A vintage that blessed every ship in the line It?s wrung from the blood of the sailors who died Young, white bodies adrift in the tide?br /> ?And what?s in it for me, my pretty young thing? Why should I whistle, when the caged bird sings? If you lose a wager with the king of the sea You?ll spend the rest of forever in the cage with me??br /> These are the soul cages These are the soul cages A body lies open in the fisherman?s yard Like the side of a ship where the iceberg rips One less soul in the soul cages One last curse on the fisherman?s lips These are the soul cages These are the soul cages Swim to the light Swim to the light He dreamed of the ship on the sea It would carry his father and he To a place they could never be found To a place far away from this town A Newcastle ship without coals They would sail to the island of souls |
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from Sting - The Complete Chicago Sessions (1993)
The boy child is locked in the fisherman?s yard
There?s a bloodless moon where the oceans die A shoal of nightstars hang fire in the nets And the chaos of cages where the crayfish lie Where is the fisherman, where is the goat? Where is the keeper in his carrion coat? Eclipse on the moon when the dark bird flies Where is the child with his father?s eyes? These are the soul cages These are the soul cages He?s the king of the ninth world The twisted son of the fog bells toll In each and every lobster cage A tortured human soul These are the souls of the broken factories The subject slaves of the broken crown The dead accounting of old guilty promises These are the souls of the broken town These are the soul cages These are the soul cages ?I have a wager,?the brave child spoke The fisherman laughed, though disturbed at the joke ?You will drink what I drink, but you must equal me And if the drink leaves me standing, a soul shall go free?br /> ?I have here a cask of most magical wine A vintage that blessed every ship in the line It?s wrung from the blood of the sailors who died Young, white bodies adrift in the tide?br /> ?And what?s in it for me, my pretty young thing? Why should I whistle, when the caged bird sings? If you lose a wager with the king of the sea You?ll spend the rest of forever in the cage with me??br /> These are the soul cages These are the soul cages A body lies open in the fisherman?s yard Like the side of a ship where the iceberg rips One less soul in the soul cages One last curse on the fisherman?s lips These are the soul cages These are the soul cages Swim to the light Swim to the light He dreamed of the ship on the sea It would carry his father and he To a place they could never be found To a place far away from this town A Newcastle ship without coals They would sail to the island of souls |
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from Sting 2집 - ...Nothing Like The Sun (1987)
No earthly church has ever blessed our union No state has ever granted us permission No family bond has ever made us two No company has ever earned commission No debt was paid no dowry to be gained No treaty over border land or power No semblance of the world outside remained To stain the beauty of this nuptial hour The secret marriage vow is never spoken The secret marriage can never be broken No flowers on the altar No white veil in your hair No maiden dress to alter No bible oath to swear The secret marriage vow is never spoken The secret marriage can never be broken |
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from Four Weddings & A Funeral (네번의 결혼식과 한번의 장례식) by Richard Rodney Bennett [ost] (1994)
No earthly church has ever blessed our union
No state has ever granted us permission No family bond has ever made us two No company has ever earned commission No debt was paid no dowry to be gained No treaty over border land or power No semblance of the world outside remained To stain the beauty of this nuptial hour The secret marriage vow is never spoken The secret marriage can never be broken No flowers on the altar No white veil in your hair No maiden dress to alter No bible oath to swear The secret marriage vow is never spoken The secret marriage can never be broken |
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from Sting - Sting At The Movies (1997)
No earthly church has ever blessed our union
No state has ever granted us permission No family bond has ever made us two No company has ever earned commission No debt was paid no dowry to be gained No treaty over border land or power No semblance of the world outside remained To stain the beauty of this nuptial hour The secret marriage vow is never spoken The secret marriage can never be broken No flowers on the altar No white veil in your hair No maiden dress to alter No bible oath to swear The secret marriage vow is never spoken The secret marriage can never be broken |
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from Mighty (마이티) by Trevor Jones [ost] (1998)
Walking this high road are warriors from an olden time
Curse on this land and the days far behind us Dragons we've slain, rescued many maiden's fair And no man ever dared break our stride Or the brotherhood that binds us. Brothers are we, marching on the roads of time From this broken land and the days that defined us All men are free, justice is a sword we hold Trusting in the knights noble vow In the brotherhood that binds us. When the broken are strong (Freak the mighty, Freak the mighty) When the beaten are proud (Freak the mighty, Freak the mighty) When the twisted can stand (Freak the mighty, Freak the mighty) When the silenced can laugh (Freak the mighty, Freak the mighty) When the hunted have turned (Freak the mighty, Freak the mighty) When the tortured are sane (Freak the mighty, Freak the mighty) When the blinded still stare (Freak the mighty, Freak the mighty) When the poisoned remain (Freak the mighty, Freak the mighty) When the voiceless can sing (Freak the mighty, Freak the mighty) And the shackled can run (Freak the mighty, Freak the mighty) And this downtrodden man holds his face to the sun (Freak the mighty, Freak the mighty) We'll be walking high above the world. (Freak the mighty, Freak the mighty) Our legend will say Freak the mighty Freak the mighty Freak the mighty Freak the mighty... |
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from Mighty (마이티) by Trevor Jones [ost] (1998)
Walking this high road are warriors from an olden time
Curse on this land and the days far behind us Dragons we've slain, rescued many maiden's fair And no man ever dared break our stride Or the brotherhood that binds us. Brothers are we, marching on the roads of time From this broken land and the days that defined us All men are free, justice is a sword we hold Trusting in the knights noble vow In the brotherhood that binds us. When the broken are strong (Freak the mighty, Freak the mighty) When the beaten are proud (Freak the mighty, Freak the mighty) When the twisted can stand (Freak the mighty, Freak the mighty) When the silenced can laugh (Freak the mighty, Freak the mighty) When the hunted have turned (Freak the mighty, Freak the mighty) When the tortured are sane (Freak the mighty, Freak the mighty) When the blinded still stare (Freak the mighty, Freak the mighty) When the poisoned remain (Freak the mighty, Freak the mighty) When the voiceless can sing (Freak the mighty, Freak the mighty) And the shackled can run (Freak the mighty, Freak the mighty) And this downtrodden man holds his face to the sun (Freak the mighty, Freak the mighty) We'll be walking high above the world. (Freak the mighty, Freak the mighty) Our legend will say Freak the mighty Freak the mighty Freak the mighty Freak the mighty... |
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from Sting 8집 - Songs From The Labyrinth (2006)
The lowest trees have tops, the ant her gall The fly her spleen, the little spark his heat The slender hairs cast shadows Through but small And bees have stings, although they be not great Seas have their source And so have shallow springs And love is love, in beggars and in kings Seas have their source And so have shallow springs And love is love, in beggars and in kings Where waters smoothest run There deepest are the fords The dial stirs, yet none perceives it move The firmest faith is found in fewest words The turtles cannot sing, and yet they love True hearts have eyes, and ears No tongues to speak They hear, and see, and sign And then they break True hearts have eyes, and ears No tongues to speak They hear, and see, and sign And then they break |
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from Sting, Edin Karamazov - The Journey & The Labyrinth: The Music Of John Dowland (2007)
The lowest trees have tops, the ant her gall
The fly her spleen, the little spark his heat The slender hairs cast shadows Through but small And bees have stings, although they be not great Seas have their source And so have shallow springs And love is love, in beggars and in kings Seas have their source And so have shallow springs And love is love, in beggars and in kings Where waters smoothest run There deepest are the fords The dial stirs, yet none perceives it move The firmest faith is found in fewest words The turtles cannot sing, and yet they love True hearts have eyes, and ears No tongues to speak They hear, and see, and sign And then they break True hearts have eyes, and ears No tongues to speak They hear, and see, and sign And then they break |
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from Sting - The Journey And The Labyrith [video] (2007)
The lowest trees have tops, the ant her gall
The fly her spleen, the little spark his heat The slender hairs cast shadows Through but small And bees have stings, although they be not great Seas have their source And so have shallow springs And love is love, in beggars and in kings Seas have their source And so have shallow springs And love is love, in beggars and in kings Where waters smoothest run There deepest are the fords The dial stirs, yet none perceives it move The firmest faith is found in fewest words The turtles cannot sing, and yet they love True hearts have eyes, and ears No tongues to speak They hear, and see, and sign And then they break True hearts have eyes, and ears No tongues to speak They hear, and see, and sign And then they break |
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from Sting - The Journey And The Labyrith [video] (2007)
The lowest trees have tops, the ant her gall
The fly her spleen, the little spark his heat The slender hairs cast shadows Through but small And bees have stings, although they be not great Seas have their source And so have shallow springs And love is love, in beggars and in kings Seas have their source And so have shallow springs And love is love, in beggars and in kings Where waters smoothest run There deepest are the fords The dial stirs, yet none perceives it move The firmest faith is found in fewest words The turtles cannot sing, and yet they love True hearts have eyes, and ears No tongues to speak They hear, and see, and sign And then they break True hearts have eyes, and ears No tongues to speak They hear, and see, and sign And then they break |
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from Sting 2집 - ...Nothing Like The Sun (1987)
He looked beneath his shirt today There was a wound in his flesh so deep and wide From the wound a lovely flower grew From somewhere deep inside He turned around to face his mother To show her the wound in his breast That burned like a brand But the sword that cut him open Was the sword in his mother's hand Every day another miracle Only death will tear us apart To sacrifice a life for yours I'd be the blood of the Lazarus heart The blood of the Lazarus heart Though the sword was his protection The wound itself would give him power The power to remake himself at the time of his darkest hour She said the wound would give him courage and pain The kind of pain that you can't hide From the wound a lovely flower grew From somewhere deep inside Every day another miracle Only death will keep us apart To sacrifice a life for yours I'd be the blood of the Lazarus heart The blood of the Lazarus heart Birds on the roof of my mother's house I've no stones that chase them away Birds on the roof of my mother's house Will sit on my roof someday They fly at the window, they fly at the door Where does she get the strength to fight them anymore She counts all her children as a shield against the rain Lifts her eyes to the sky like a flower to the rain Every day another miracle Only death will keep us apart To sacrifice a life for yours I'd be the blood of the Lazarus heart The blood of the Lazarus heart |
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from Sting 5집 - Mercury Falling (1996)
Mercury falling
I rise from my bed Collect my thoughts together I have to hold my head It seems that she's gone And somehow I am pinned by The Hounds of Winter Howling in the wind I walk through the day My coat around my ears I look for my companion I have to dry my tears It seems that she's gone Leaving me too soon I'm as dark as December I'm as cold as the Man in the Moon I still see her face As beautiful as day It's easy to remember Remember my love that way All I hear is that lonesome sound The Hounds of Winter They follow me down I can't make up the fire The way that she could I spend all my days In the search for dry wood Board all the windows and close the front door I can't believe she won't be here anymore I still see her face As beautiful as day It's easy to remember Remember my love that way All I hear is that lonesome sound The Hounds of Winter They follow me down A season for joy A season for sorrow Where she's gone I will surely, surely follow She brightened my day She warmed the coldest night The Hounds of Winter They got me in their sights I still see her face As beautiful as day It's easy to remember Remember my love that way All I hear is that lonesome sound The Hounds of Winter They harry me down |
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from Sting - ...All This Time [live] (2001)
Mercury falling
I rise from my bed, Collect my thoughts together I have to hold my head It seems that she's gone And somehow I am pinned by The Hounds of Winter Howling in the wind I walk through the day My coat around my ears I look for my companion I have to dry my tears It seems that she's gone Leaving me too soon I'm as dark as December I'm as cold as the Man in the Moon I still see her face As beautiful as day It's easy to remember Remember my love that way All I hear is that lonesome sound The Hounds of Winter They follow me down I can't make up the fire The way that she could I spend all my days In the search for dry wood Board all the windows and close the front door I can't believe she won't be here anymore I still see her face As beautiful as day It's easy to remember Remember my love that way All I hear is that lonesome sound The Hounds of Winter They follow me down A season for joy A season for sorrow Where she's gone I will surely, surely follow She brightened my day She warmed the coldest night The Hounds of Winter They got me in their sights I still see her face As beautiful as day It's easy to remember Remember my love that way All I hear is that lonesome sound The Hounds of Winter They harry me down |
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from The Police 2집 - Regatta De Blanc (1979)
Bed's too big without you
Cold wind blows right thru' my open door I can't sleep with your memory Dreaming dreams of what used to be When she left I was cold inside That look on my face was just pride No regrets no love no tears Living on my own was the least of my fears Bed's too big without you The bed's too big without you The bed's too big Without you Since that day when you'd gone Just had too [sic] carry on I get thru' day but late at night Made love to my pillow but it didn't feel right Every day, just the same Old rules for the same old game All I gained was heartache All I made was one mistake Now the bed's too big without you The bed's too big without you The bed's too big Without you [Bed's too big without you The bed's too big without you The bed's too big without you Without you Without you] |
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from The Police 2집 - Regatta De Blanc (1979)
(Sting)
Bed's too big without you Cold wind blows right thru' my open door I can't sleep with your memory Dreaming dreams of what used to be When she left I was cold inside That look on my face was just pride No regrets no love no tears Living on my own was the least of my fears Bed's too big without you The bed's too big without you The bed's too big Without you Since that day when you'd gone Just had too [sic] carry on I get thru' day but late at night Made love to my pillow but it didn't feel right Every day, just the same Old rules for the same old game All I gained was heartache All I made was one mistake Now the bed's too big without you The bed's too big without you The bed's too big Without you [Bed's too big without you The bed's too big without you The bed's too big without you Without you Without you] |
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from The Police - Live! [live] (1995)
(Sting)
Bed's too big without you Cold wind blows right thru' my open door I can't sleep with your memory Dreaming dreams of what used to be When she left I was cold inside That look on my face was just pride No regrets no love no tears Living on my own was the least of my fears Bed's too big without you The bed's too big without you The bed's too big Without you Since that day when you'd gone Just had too [sic] carry on I get thru' day but late at night Made love to my pillow but it didn't feel right Every day, just the same Old rules for the same old game All I gained was heartache All I made was one mistake Now the bed's too big without you The bed's too big without you The bed's too big Without you [Bed's too big without you The bed's too big without you The bed's too big without you Without you Without you] |
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from Sting - Let Your Soul Be Your Pilot [single] (2003)
Bed's too big without you
Cold wind blows right through my open door I can't sleep with your memory Dreaming dreams of what used to be When she left I was cold inside That look on my face was just pride No regrets, no love, no tears Living on my own was the least of my fears Bed's too big without you The bed's too big without you The bed's too big without you Since that day when you'd gone Just had to carry on I get through the day, but late at night Made love to my pillow, but it didn't feel right Every day just the same Old rules for the same old game All I gained was heartache All I made was one mistake Now the bed's too big without you The bed's too big without you The bed's too big without you |
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from The Police 5집 - Synchronicity (1983)
My sisters and I
Have this wish before we die. And it may sound strange As if our minds are deranged. Please don't ask us why Beneath the sheltering sky We have this strange obsession You have the means in your possession. We want our tea in the Sahara with you. We want our tea in the Sahara with you. The young man agreed He would satisfy their need So they danced for his pleasure With a joy you could not measure. They would wait for him here The same place every year. Beneath the sheltering sky Across the desert he would fly. Tea in the Sahara with you. Tea in the Sahara with you. The sky turned to black- Would he ever come back? They would climb a high dune They would pray to the moon. But he'd never return, So the sisters would burn As their eyes searched the land With their cups full of sand. Tea in the Sahara with you. Tea in the Sahara with you.......... |
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from The Police - Live! [live] (1995)
My sisters and I
Have this wish before we die. And it may sound strange As if our minds are deranged. Please don't ask us why Beneath the sheltering sky We have this strange obsession You have the means in your possession. We want our tea in the Sahara with you. We want our tea in the Sahara with you. The young man agreed He would satisfy their need So they danced for his pleasure With a joy you could not measure. They would wait for him here The same place every year. Beneath the sheltering sky Across the desert he would fly. Tea in the Sahara with you. Tea in the Sahara with you. The sky turned to black- Would he ever come back? They would climb a high dune They would pray to the moon. But he'd never return, So the sisters would burn As their eyes searched the land With their cups full of sand. Tea in the Sahara with you. Tea in the Sahara with you.......... |
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from The Police 5집 - Synchronicity (1983)
Another suburban family morning
Grandmother screaming at the wall We have to shout above the din of our Rice Crispies We can't hear anything at all Mother chants her litany of boredom and frustration But we know all her suicides are fake Daddy only stares into the distance There's only so much more that he can take Many miles away Something crawls from the slime At the bottom of a dark Scottish lake Another industrial ugly morning The factory belches filth into the sky He walks unhindered through the picket lines today He doesn't think to wonder why The secretaries pout and preen like cheap tarts in a red light street But all he ever thinks to do is watch And every single meeting with his so-called superior Is a humiliating kick in the crotch Many miles away Something crawls to the surface Of a dark Scottish lake Another working day has ended Only the rush hour hell to face Packed like lemmings into shiny metal boxes Contestants in a suicidal race Daddy grips the wheel and stares alone into the distance He knows that something somewhere has to break He sees the family home now looming in the headlights The pain upstairs that makes his eyeballs ache Many miles away There's a shadow on the door Of a cottage on the shore Of a dark Scottish lake Many miles away, many miles away |
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from The Police - Live! [live] (1995)
Another suburban family morning
Grandmother screaming at the wall We have to shout above the din of our Rice Crispies We can't hear anything at all Mother chants her litany of boredom and frustration But we know all her suicides are fake Daddy only stares into the distance There's only so much more that he can take Many miles away Something crawls from the slime At the bottom of a dark Scottish lake Another industrial ugly morning The factory belches filth into the sky He walks unhindered through the picket lines today He doesn't think to wonder why The secretaries pout and preen like cheap tarts in a red light street But all he ever thinks to do is watch And every single meeting with his so-called superior Is a humiliating kick in the crotch Many miles away Something crawls to the surface Of a dark Scottish lake Another working day has ended Only the rush hour hell to face Packed like lemmings into shiny metal boxes Contestants in a suicidal race Daddy grips the wheel and stares alone into the distance He knows that something somewhere has to break He sees the family home now looming in the headlights The pain upstairs that makes his eyeballs ache Many miles away There's a shadow on the door Of a cottage on the shore Of a dark Scottish lake Many miles away, many miles away |
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from The Police - Certifiable [video, live] (2008)
Another suburban family morning
Grandmother screaming at the wall We have to shout above the din of our Rice Crispies We can't hear anything at all Mother chants her litany of boredom and frustration But we know all her suicides are fake Daddy only stares into the distance There's only so much more that he can take Many miles away Something crawls from the slime At the bottom of a dark Scottish lake Another industrial ugly morning The factory belches filth into the sky He walks unhindered through the picket lines today He doesn't think to wonder why The secretaries pout and preen like cheap tarts in a red light street But all he ever thinks to do is watch And every single meeting with his so-called superior Is a humiliating kick in the crotch Many miles away Something crawls to the surface Of a dark Scottish lake Another working day has ended Only the rush hour hell to face Packed like lemmings into shiny metal boxes Contestants in a suicidal race Daddy grips the wheel and stares alone into the distance He knows that something somewhere has to break He sees the family home now looming in the headlights The pain upstairs that makes his eyeballs ache Many miles away There's a shadow on the door Of a cottage on the shore Of a dark Scottish lake Many miles away, many miles away |
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from The Police 5집 - Synchronicity (1983)
With one breath, with one flow
You will know Synchronicity A sleep trance, a dream dance A shared romance Synchronicity A connecting principle Linked to the invisible Almost imperceptible Something inexpressible Science insusceptible Logic so inflexible Causally connectible Yet nothing is invincible If we share this nightmare Then we can dream Spiritus mundi If you act, as you think The missing link Synchronicity We know you, they know me Extrasensory Synchronicity A star fall, a phone call It joins all Synchronicity It's so deep, it's so wide Your inside Synchronicity Effect without a cause Sub-atomic laws, scientific pause Synchronicity.. |
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Subject : 소장가치 100퍼센트. Sting - Symphonicities
