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AND YOU LAUGH ,
AND YOU CRY ,
AND YOU SOB ,
AND YOU SIGH ,
AND I KNOW THAT YOU'RE MINE,
 LIKE THE OTHER TIMES.
 

AND EVERYDAY , THAT WE'RE APPART ,
IT SADDENS ME AND BREAKES MY HEART ,
AND I JUST HAVE TO THINK OF YOU ,
BELIEVE ME , THIS IS TRUE

AND WHILE WE'RE WALKING SIDE BY SIDE ,
OR HOLDING HANDS IN BED AT NIGHT ,
IT'S LIKE A BLESSING FROM ABOVE ,
THE MEANING OF TRUE LOVE .

OUR LOVE MUST BE  AS OLD AS STARS ,
SOMETIMES WE SAY , WE COME FROM MARS ,
OUR LOVE MUST BE THE BIGGEST THING ,
I HAVE EVER LEARNED .

AND YOU LAUGH ,
AND YOU CRY ,
AND YOU SOB ,
AND YOU SIGH...
 
 
 

May the cold winds now blow
 
 

I've been through it all, I smiling declare,

through this age of pain, I had all my share,
all the dreams of love,the dreams of dispare,
dreams of happiness, and dreams where all I had.
 

May the cold winds now blow!
They have nothing to show.
Till the end of our lives,
all we do is survive.
 

Shure I know, my friend, it's more than a game.
All my big mistakes, sometimes i felt ashamed.
Is it over now, or starting again?
Am I ready now, for just another play?
(but I say!)

May the cold winds now blow!
They have nothing to show.
Till the end of our lives,
all we do is survive.
 
 

The stranger with my face...(a dream within a dream)
(Kamar)
Inspired on the "Tales of mystery and imagination" by Edgar Allen Poe
 
 

I woke up , just this morning,
my brain was not at home...
i had to stand up early,
in darkness all alone.

I went to see the mirror,
a stranger with my face...
he looks at me and wonders:
who is there in my place?

I'm sitting near the window,
and play "I'm doing fine"
and think about the stranger,
where is he all the time?

The fog is all around,now
he's somewhere there, i know!
when will he come and join me,
into this lonely show?

I play "i cook the meal" now,
it's really dark outside,
the silence has gotten deeper,
i think about the night.

And back into my bedroom,
i quiet stand and stare:
the stranger with my face, now,
i see him laying there...