(Norris Wilson/George Richey)

Imagine a world where no music was playing
And think of a church with nobody praying
Have you ever looked up at a sky with no blue?
Then you’ve seen a picture of me without you

Have you walked in a garden where nothing was growing
Or stood by a river where nothing was flowing
If you’ve seen a red rose unkissed by the dew
Then you’ve seen a picture of me without you

Can you picture heaven with no angels singing
Or a quite Sunday morning with no church bells ringing
If you’ve watched as the heart of a child breaks in two
Then you’ve seen a picture of me without you

Can you picture heaven with no angels singing
Or a quite Sunday morning with no church bells ringing
If you’ve watched as the heart of a child breaks in two
Then you’ve seen no picture of me without you
Then you’ve seen no picture of me without you

A cloud of eiderdown
Draws around me
Softening the sound
Sleepy time
When I lie
With my love by my side
And she’s breathing low
And the candle dies

When night comes down
You lock the door
The book falls to the floor
As darkness falls
The waves roll by
The seasons change
The wind is wry

Now wakes the hour
Now sleeps the swan
Behold a dream
The dream is gone
Green fields of cold rain
Is falling in a golden dawn

And deep beneath the ground
The early morning sounds
And I go down
Sleepy time when I lie
With my love by my side
And she’s breathing low

And I rise, like a bird
In the haze
When the first rays touch the sky
And the night wings die

Tu amor me ha robado la calma
se ha metido despacio y sin miedo muy dentro de mi ser
tu amor se ha aferrado a mi alma
me ha quitado hasta el sue?o y aunque ha sido
muy bello, te tendr? que dejar

Despu?s de beberme tu aliento
que dif?cil se me hace tener que dejarte y no poder
me duele muy adentro del pecho
la tristeza me abraza y de veras me mata
no volverte a ver

Y a pesar de todos, te amo y a pesar de todos, me amas
y aunque yo est? lejos, cuidar? de cerca tus pasos
Y a pesar de todos, te amo y a pesar de todos, me amas
luchar? a distancia para que lo nuestro no muera

Porque un amor como el nuestro a los ojos del mundo
no es nada aceptable s?lo es un error
porque no podemos amarnos si los dos nos deseamos
y tener que dejarnos, nos destroza a los dos.

Yo s? que t? sufres lo mismo, que te duele dejarme,
no verme y callarte este gran amor
dejarnos, no queremos dejarnos
pero ellos no entienden, porque amores como este
no se dan a mont?n.

Y a pesar de todos, te amo y a pesar de todos, me amas
y aunque yo est? lejos, cuidar? de cerca tus pasos
Y a pesar de todos, te amo y a pesar de todos, me amas
luchar? a distancia para que lo nuestro no muera.

Y a pesar de todos, Te amo

That certain night
The night we met
There was magic abroad in the air
There were angels dining at the Ritz
And a nightingale sang in Berkeley Square

I may be right
I may be wrong
But I’m perfectly willing to swear
That when you turned and smiled at me
A nightingale sang in Berkeley Square

The moon that lingered over London town
Poor puzzled moon
He wore a frown

Oh how could he know we two were so in love
The whole wide world was upside down
The streets of town were paved with stars
It was such a romantic affair
And as we kissed and said goodbye
A nightingale sang in Berkeley Square

A nightingale sang. A nightingale sang

The streets of town

Were paved with stars

It was such a romantic affair
And as we kissed and said goodbye
A nightingale sang in Berkeley Square

That certain night, the night we met,
there was magic abroad in the air
there were angel’s dining at the Ritz
and a nightingale sang in Berkeley Square!

I may be right and I may be wrong,
but I’m perfectly willing to swear
that when you turned and smiled at me
a nightingale sang in Berkeley Square!

The moon that lingered over London town
or puzzled moon, he wore a frown
how could he know we two were so in love?
The whole darn world seemed upside down!

The streets of town were paved with stars
it was such a romantic affair!
And when we kissed and said goodnight
a nightingale sang in Berkeley Square!

< instrumental break >

The streets of town were paved with stars
it was such a romantic affair!
And as we kissed and said goodnight
a nightingale sang in Berkeley Square!

I know ’cause I was there
that night in Berkeley Square!

Music by Manning Sherwin
with lyrics by Eric Maschwitz, 1940

This is a tale of a Northern Soul
Looking to find his way back home
He’s coming from that same old road
You know the one your folds don’t know

I want to see if you know me
I was born in a rented room
My mother didn’t get no flowers
Dad didn’t approve of me, do you?


I’m alive with something inside of me
And I don’t think I’m coming back
So come on come in inside of me
Let’s spread it all around


Give me your powder and pills
I want to see if they cure my ills
I’ve no time for love and devotion


No time for old fashioned potion


Take a look into my eyes
I tell you so many lies and then I’ll let you go into the night
And I don’t think I’m coming down
I’m alive with something inside of me…
And I can’t seem to get it out


I’m gonna die alone in bed
This is a tale of a northern soul
Looking for his way back home
And my friend said, “Come in side of me
And your speakers are telling the truth
Comming through and into your room on a river of sound”


This is a tale of a northern soul looking for his way back home


And if he sees it I know I’ll know (repeat)


And there’s fighting on the street below
I know there’s fighting on the street below
But I dont’ care coz I’m a Northern Soul
And I’m looking for a way back home


Too busy staying alive (repeat)


Too busy living a lie, too busy living my life
Too busy stayihg alive

I’m for standin’ up, I’m for breakin’ free
I don’t want fate handed down to me —
Yeah, I’m for movin’ on, try another town
Time ain’t changin’ nothin’, take a look around

Chorus
Oh, I’m lost in a one story town
Where everything’s close to the ground
Yeah the same shit goes down
Nothing turns around
It’s a one story town —

She was only seventeen
But I held her to her word
Had to push her luck
Thought she couldn’t burn

No, it didn’t hurt me
When she had to leave
She had a far away feeling
Wasn’t part of me

(Repeat Chorus)

G. Sutton, L. Kingston)

We’re just a pair of old sneakers
Stringin’ each other along
Sometimes I feel just like a heel
‘Cause I know in my soul, that it’s wrong

We’re just a pair of old sneakers
Kickin’ each other around
Eight times a week, we play ‘hide an’ cheat’
‘Til we’ve run that game in the ground

We’re just a pair of old sneakers
We know that cheatin’ is wrong
We’re just a pair of old sneakers
And we’ve been in the closet too long

We’re just a pair of old sneakers
Worn out an’ comin’ unglued
Both wearin’ rings, feelin’ ashamed
Tryin’ to run from the truth

We’re just a pair of old sneakers
And nothin’ can tear us apart
Living the lie and Lord knows we’ve tried
To stop walking on each other’s heart

We’re just a pair of old sneakers
We know that cheatin’ is wrong
We’re just a pair of old sneakers
And we’ve been in the closet too long

We’re just a pair of old sneakers
And we’ve been in the closet too long

(G. Sutton, L. Kingston)


We’re just a pair of old sneakers
Stringin’ each other along
Sometimes I feel just like a heel
‘Cause I know in my soul, that it’s wrong

We’re just a pair of old sneakers
Kickin’ each other around
Eight times a week, we play ‘hide an’ cheat’
‘Til we’ve run that game in the ground

We’re just a pair of old sneakers
We know that cheatin’ is wrong
We’re just a pair of old sneakers
And we’ve been in the closet too long

We’re just a pair of old sneakers
Worn out an’ comin’ unglued
Both wearin’ rings, feelin’ ashamed
Tryin’ to run from the truth

We’re just a pair of old sneakers
And nothin’ can tear us apart
Living the lie and Lord knows we’ve tried
To stop walking on each other’s heart

We’re just a pair of old sneakers
We know that cheatin’ is wrong
We’re just a pair of old sneakers
And we’ve been in the closet too long

We’re just a pair of old sneakers
And we’ve been in the closet too long

Our first stop is in Bogota
To check Columbian fields
The natives smile and pass along
A sample of their yield
Sweet Jamaican pipe dreams
Golden Acapulco nights
Then Morocco, and the East,
Fly by morning light

We’re on the train to Bangkok
Aboard the Thailand Express
We’ll hit the stops along the way
We only stop for the best

Wreathed in smoke in Lebanon
We burn the midnight oil
The fragrance of Afghanistan
Rewards a long day’s toil
Pulling into Katmandu
Smoke rings fill the air
Perfumed by a Nepal night
The Express gets you there