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Frank Sinatra
Frank Sinatra


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Настоящее имя Francis Albert Sinatra
Дата рождения 12 декабря 1915 г.
Место рождения Hoboken, New Jersey, United States
Дата смерти 14 мая 1998 г.
Место смерти Los Angeles, California, United States
Жанры Traditional pop
Jazz
Big band
Годы 1935—1995
Лейблы Columbia Records
Capitol Records
Reprise Records
См. также Rat Pack
Bing Crosby
Nancy Sinatra
Quincy Jones
Сайт Website



Альбом Frank Sinatra


I Remember Tommy.. (1961)
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Never thought I'd fall, but when I hear you call,
I'm getting sentimental over you.
Things you say and do just thrill me through and through,
I'm getting sentimental over you.
I thought I was happy I could live without love,
Now I must admit, love is all I'm thinking of.
Won't ypu please be kind, and just make up your mind
That you'll be sweet and gentle, be gentle with me
`Cause I'm getting sentimental over you.

. . .


Writer(s): Van Heusen/Burke


Imagination is funny
It makes a cloudy day sunny
It makes a bee think of honey
Just as I think of you

Imagination is crazy
Your whole perspective gets hazy
Starts you asking a daisy
What to do, what to do

Have you ever felt a gentle touch
And then a kiss, and then and then
Find it's only your imagination again

Imagination is silly
You go around willy nilly
For example I go around wanting you
And yet I can't imagine that you want me too

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A heart that's true, there are such things
A dream for two, there are such things
Someone to whisper "Darling you're my guiding star"
Not caring what you own but just what you are

A peaceful sky, there are such things
A rainbow high where heaven sings
So have a little faith and trust in what tomorrow brings
You'll reach a star because there are such things

So have a little faith and trust in what tomorrow brings
You'lll reach a star because there are such things

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East of the Sun and West of the Moon,
We'll build a dream house so lovely
Near to the sun in a day, near to the moon at night,
We'll live in a lovely way dear
Living our love in memory
Just you and I, forever and a day,

Love will not die, we'll keep it that way,
Up among the stars we'll find
A harmony of life, too lovely tune
East of the Sun and West of the Moon, dear,
East of the Sun and West of the Moon.

Just you and I, forever and a day,
Love will not die, we will keep it that way,
Way, up among the stars we'll find,
East of the Sun and West of the Moon, dear,
East of the Sun and West of the Moon.

Up among the stars we'll find
A harmony of life, too lovely tune
East of the Sun and West of the Moon, dear,
East of the Sun and West of the Moon.

Well,
Up among the stars we'll find
A harmony of life, too lovely tune
East of the Sun and West of the Moon, dear,
East of the Sun and West of the Moon.

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Daybreak, another new day
The mist on the meadow is drifting away
'cause it's daybreak, the sun's in the sky now
And flowers break through their blanket of dew

Sunrise, how lovely it seems
To see from my window a sky full of dreams
As the white clouds sail on to the blue
At daybreak, I daydream of you

Sunrise, how lovely it seems
To see from my window a sky full of dreams
As the white clouds sail on to the blue
At daybreak, I daydream of you


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Writer(s): Youmans/Rose/dEliscu


Without a song, the day would never end
Without a song, the road would never have been
When things go wrong, a man ain't got a friend
Without a song

That field of corn, would never see a plow
That field of corn, would be deserted now
A man is born, but he's no good no how
Without a song

I've got my trouble and woe, but sure as I know
The Jordan will roll
I'll get along, as long as a song
Is strung in my soul

I'll never know, what makes the rain to fall
I'll never know, what makes the grass so tall
I only know, there ain't no love at all
Without a song

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I'll be seeing you
In all the old familiar places
That this heart of mine embraces
All day through

In that small cafe
The park across the way
The children's carousel
And The chestnut trees
The wishing well

And I'll be seeing you
In every lovely summer's day
And everything that's bright and gay
I'll always think of you that way
I'll find you in the morning sun
And when the night is new
I'll be looking at the moon
But I'll be seeing you

I'll be seeing you
In every lovely summer's day
In everything that's bright and gay
I'll always think of you that way
I'll find you in the morning sun
And when the night is new
I'll be looking at the moon
But I'll be seeing you

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Take me, I'm yours if you'll take me, I want you to make me a part of your heart.
And hold me, I dreamed you would hold me, now really enfold me, say we'll never part.
All the love I have to give, I want to give to you,
And as long as I shall live, I'll only live for you,
Take me, and never forsake me,
My darling, please take me and make your own, and make me your own.

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Writer(s): Burke/van Heusen


Whenever it's early twilight
I watch 'til a star breaks through
Funny, it's not a star I see
It's always you

Whenever I roam through roses
And lately I often do
Funny, it's not a rose I touch
It's always you

If a breeze, caresses me
It's really you strolling by
If I hear, a melody
It's merely the way you sigh

Wherever you are you're near me
You dare me to be untrue
Funny, each time I fall in love
It's always you

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A country dance was being held in a garden
I felt a bump and heard an "Oh, beg your pardon"
Suddenly I saw polka dots and moonbeams
All around a pug-nosed dream

The music started and was I the perplexed one
I held my breath and said, "May I have the next one?"
In my frightened arms, polka dots and moonbeams
Sparkled on a pug-nosed dream

There were questions in the eyes of other dancers
As we floated over the floor
There were questions, but my heart knew all the answers
And perhaps a few things more

Now in a cottage built of lilacs and laughter
I know the meaning of the words "ever after"
And I'll always see polka dots and moonbeams
When I kiss the pug-nosed dream

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It started all over again
The moment I looked in your eyes
It started all over again
The thrill we can never disguise

The day that we parted, so broken hearted
Will never return again
Dreams I've delayed, promises made
Are starting anew, just for you

It started all over again
The moment I held you so tight
It started all over again
When we kissed away the night - till dawn's early light

Now were together, sweethearts forever
We'll build our romance anew
It started all over again
The moment I looked at you

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The one I love belongs to somebody else
She means her tender songs for somebody else
And even when I have my arms around her
I know her thoughts are strong for somebody else
The hands I held belong to somebody else
I'll bet they're not so cold to somebody else
It's tough to be alone on the shelf
It's worse to fall in love by yourself
The one I love belongs to somebody else
The one I love belongs to somebody else

. . .


Never thought I'd fall, but when I hear you call,
I'm getting sentimental over you.
Things you say and do just thrill me through and through,
I'm getting sentimental over you.
I thought I was happy I could live without love,
Now I must admit, love is all I'm thinking of.
Won't ypu please be kind, and just make up your mind
That you'll be sweet and gentle, be gentle with me
`Cause I'm getting sentimental over you.

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