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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


Ol' Blue Eyes Is Back (1973)
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Writer(s): Raposo


When all the songs are out of tune
And all the rhythms ring so untrue
When I don't find the words to say
The thoughts I bring to you

When I hear lonely singers
Who are just as lost as me
Making noise, not melody

You will be my music
You will be my song
You will be my music
I can't wait any longer if I'm wrong

I'll never find the song to tell me
All the things I need to say
And I'm afraid as time goes by

That someday soon you'll go away
And I'll be lost and trying
For songs I'll never sing
Wanting you is ev'rything

You will be my music
You will be my song
You will be my music
I can't wait any longer if I'm wrong
I can't wait any longer for my song

. . .


You're so right for what's wrong in my life.
You're as right as rain; how can I explain?
You just fill every void in my life.
Oh, so right for what's wrong.

Fingers reaching; searching for the touch
Of love's first meeting. something tells me that
You're right for what's wrong in my life.
You're as right as rain; how can I explain?
You just fill all the need in my heart.
Oh, so right for what's wrong.

You've changed my world into a shangri-la.
Without a single word, I knew that you
Would right every wrong in my life.
Through the darkness of night,
You're my one shining light.
You're so right for what's wrong.

. . .


Writer(s): Raposo


Here's to the winners, lift up the glasses
Here's to the glory still to be
Here's to the battle, whatever it's for
To ask the best of ourselves then give much more

Here's to the heroes, those who move mountains
Here's to the mountains they make us see
Here's to all brothers, here's to all people
Here's to the winners all of us can be.

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Anymore it doesn't matter who's right or wrong.
We've been injurin' each other much too long.
And it's too late to try to save what might have been.
It's over; nobody wins.

Make believin' in forever is just a lie.
And it seems a little sadder each time we try.
'Cause it's a shame to make the same mistake again and again.
It's over; nobody wins.

We've gone too far, too long, too far apart.
The lovin' was easy; it's the livin' that's hard.
For there's no need to stay to see the way it ends.
It's over; nobody wins.

We've gone too far, too long, too far apart.
The lovin' was easy; it's the livin' that's hard.
For there's no need to stay to see the way that it ends.
It's over; nobody wins.
It's over; nobody wins.

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Writer(s): Sondheim


Isn't it rich, aren't we a pair
Me here at last on the ground - and you in mid-air
Send in the clowns

Isn't it bliss, don't you approve
One who keeps tearing around - and one who can't move
But where are the clowns - send in the clowns

Just when I stopped opening doors
Finally finding the one that I wanted - was yours
Making my entrance again with my usual flair
Sure of my lines - nobody there

Don't you love a farce; my fault I fear
I thought that you'd want what I want - sorry my dear
But where are the clowns - send in the clowns
Don't bother they're here

Isn't it rich, isn't it queer
Losing my timing this late in my career
But where are the clowns - send in the clowns
Well maybe next year

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Dream away, child; let your dreams run wild
Or a lifetime of worries might claim you.
Dream away, child; let your dreams run wild
Or the years and the tears shed might claim you.

For the last time we have tasted
love's sweet tears by the fire's glow.
If our hearts are strong there'll be
no long good-byes when it's time to go.
But the strongest torch is sometimes broken
As the deepest vows aren't always spoken,
And the greatest wounds, we hide inside ourselves
Where they never show.

Dream away, child, let your dreams run wild.
Or a lifetime of worries might claim you.
Dream away, child; let your dreams run wild
Or the years and the tears shed might claim you.

When the Winter weds the Northern Wind
The child they bear is snow.
And the branches bow like worried bridesmaids
But the trees will grow.
Sun and Earth in time will come together,
God will give us back our summer weather,
But the mem'ries of that first sweet
Taste of love pass away so slow.

Dream away, child; let your dreams run wild
Or a lifetime of worries might claim you.
Dream away, child; let your dreams run wild
Or the years and the tears shed might claim you.

When there's no room left to live inside ourselves
Do we dream away.

. . .


I know I said that I was leaving
But I just, couldnt say goodbye
It was only self decieving
To walk away from someone,
Who means everything in life to you

You learn from every lonley day
Ive learned and Ive come back to stay

Let me try again
Let me try again
Think of all we had before
Let me try once more
We can have it all,
You and I again
Just forgive me,
Or ill die
Please let me try again

I was such a fool to doubt you
To try and go it all alone,
There's no sense to life without you,
Now all i do is just exist
And think about the chance ive missed
To beg is not an easy task
But pride is such a foolish mask

Let me try again
Let me try again
Think of all we had before
Let me try once more
We can have it all,
You and I again
Just forgive me,
Or ill die
Please let me try again

. . .


And there used to be a ballpark where the field was warm and green
And the people played their crazy game with a joy I'd never seen
And the air was such a wonder from the hot dogs and the beer
Yes, there used a ballpark right here

And there used to be rock candy and a great big Fourth of July
With the fireworks exploding all across the summer sky
And the people watched in wonder, how they'd laugh and how they'd cheer
And there used to be a ballpark, right here

Now the children try to find it and they can't believe their eyes
'cause the old team just isn't playing and the new team hardly tries
And the sky has got so cloudy when it used to be so clear
And the summer went so quickly this year

Yes, there used to be a ballpark, right here.

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The world's a tiny blue-green ark
Afloat in darkest space.
And every creature lives his time
And knows his special place
And each of us is Noah
With a life all in our care
To keep against the darkness
That's flooding everywhere

We've got to walk with the lion,
Soar with the eagle,
Sing with the nightingale
And live in love and peace.

The times have made us fearful
And our fears have brought the tears
The loneliness and darkness
Have grown bitter with the years
But a light is just beyond us
and the children almost see
A world that we've forgotten
And the world they want to be

When we walk with the lion,
Soar with the eagle,
Sing with the nightingale
And live in love and peace.

The ark is getting crowded now
And each of us must know
When everything is finished here
There's no where else to go.
The beasts are here to bless us
And the faith is in their eyes
That we can find the garden
And see that sweet dawn rise

And we can walk with the lion,
Soar with the eagle,
Sing with the nightingale
and live in love and peace.

We've got to walk with the lion,
Soar with the eagle,
Sing with the nightingale
And live in love and peace.

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