I can hear the soft breathing of the girl that I love As she lies here beside me asleep with the night And her hair, in a fine mist floats on my pillow
I can hear the soft breathing of the girl that I love As she lies here beside me asleep with the night And her hair in a fine mist floats on my pillow
Oversættelse: Simon og Garfunkel. Onsdag morgen, 03:00.
I can hear the soft breathing Of the girl that I love, As she lies here beside me Asleep with the night, And her hair, in a fine mist Floats on my
: I can hear the soft breathing of the girl that I love As she lies here beside me asleep with the night And her hair in a fine mist floats on my pillow
: Fog's rollin' in off the East River bank Like a shroud it covers Bleeker Street Fills the alleys where men sleep Hides the shepherd from the sheep
: Who will love a little sparrow Who's traveled far and cries for rest? "Not I," said the Oak Tree "I won't share my branches with no sparrow's nest
: Hello darkness, my old friend I've come to talk with you again Because a vision softly creeping Left its seeds while I was sleeping And the vision
: Original Latin lyrics: Benedictus qui venit In nomine Domini In nomine In nomine In nomine Domini In nomine Domini In nomine In nomine In
: He was my brother Five years older than I He was my brother Twenty-three years old the day he died Freedom writer They cursed my brother to his
: The sun is burning in the sky Strands of clouds go slowly drifting by In the park the lazy bees Are joining in the flowers, among the trees And
: Come gather 'round people Wherever you roam And admit that the waters Around you have grown And accept it that soon You'll be drenched to the
: As we marched down to Faneri-o As we marched down to Faneri-o Our captain fell in love with a lady like a dove And they called her name pretty Peggy
