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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


Softly, As I Leave You (1964)
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Emily, Emily, Emily
Has the murmuring sound of May
All silver bells, coral shells, carousels
And the laughter of children at play

They say "Emily, Emily, Emily"
And we fade to a marvelous view
Two lovers alone and out of sight
Seeing images in the firelight
As my eyes visualize a family
They see dreamily, Emily

instrumental break

Two lovers alone and out of sight
Seeing images in the firelight
As my eyes visualize a family
They see dreamily, Emily

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Here’s to those who love not too wisely,
No, not too wisely, but too well.
To the girl who sighs with envy
When she hears that wedding bell.
To the guy who’d throw a party
If he knew someone to call.
Here’s to the losers,
Bless them all.

Here’s to those who drink their dinners
When that lady doesn’t show
To the girls who wait for kisses
Underneath that mistletoe.
To the lonely summer lovers
When the leaves begin to fall.
Here’s to the losers,
Bless them all.

Hey Tom, Dick, and Harry,
Come in out of the rain
Those torches you carry
Must be drowned in champagne.

Here’s the last toast of the evening.
Here’s to those who still believe.
All the losers will be winners.
All the givers shall receive.
Here’s to trouble-free tomorrows
May your sorrows all be small.
Here’s to the losers,
Bless them all.

Hey Tom, Dick, and Harry,
Come in out of the rain
Those torches you carry
Must be drowned in champagne.

Here’s the last toast of the evening.
Here’s to those who still believe.
All the losers will be winners.
All the givers shall receive.
Here’s to trouble-free tomorrows
May your sorrows all be small.
Here’s to the losers,
Here’s to the losers,
Here’s to the losers,
Bless them all.

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Writer(s): Henry Mancini - Jay Livingston - Ray Evans


Dear heart, wish you were here to warm this night
My dear heart, it seems like a year since you've been out of my sight
A single room, a table for one
It's a lonesome town all right
But soon I'll kiss you hello at our front door
And dear heart, I want you to know
I'll leave your arms never more

(A single room, a table for one)
(It's a lonesome town all right)
But soon I'll kiss you hello at our front door
And dear heart, I want you to know
I'll leave your arms never more

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Writer(s): Cahn/Van Heusen


Make like a Mister Milquetoast - and you'll get shutout
Make like a Mister Meek - and you'll get cut out
Make like a little lamb - and wham you're shorn
I tell you chum - it's time to come - blow your horn

Make like a Mister Mumbles - and you're a zero
Make like a Mister Big - they dig a hero
You've got to sound your "A" - the day you're born
I tell you chum - it's time to come - blow your horn

The taller the tree is - the sweeter the peach
I'll give you the whole magilla - in a one word speech - reach

Make like the world's your pudding - but light the brandy
Even the mildest kiss - is a dan-dan-dandy
There'll be no love in bloom - come doomsday morn
I tell you chum - it's time to come - blow your horn

In civilized jungles - females adore
The lions who come on swinging - if you want to score - roar

You can be either read to - or be the reader
You can be either lead - or be the leader
Don't wait until you're told - you're old and worn

Take in some air - and get your lips puckered
Before you find - you're simply too tuckered

I tell you chum - it's time to come - blow your horn

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Love isn't just for the young,
It's for all who may wish upon a star,
Love isn't just for the young,
For true love doesn't ask how old you are.
Doesn't matter if you're twenty or ninety two,
You only need a heart to share,
Then of course you need someone who feels like you,
And who answers every dream and prayer.
Love isn't just for the young,
Never fear, let the whole world know it's spring.
For love isn't just for the young,
And there's, oh, so much joy that it can bring.
Yes, the gold may have turned to silver,
But if you still have songs left unsung,
Just remember that love is for everyone,
Love isn't just for the young.
(musical interlude)
But if you still have songs left unsung,
Just remember that love is for everyone,
Love isn't just for the young.

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Is this the way our romance ends,
I got the message when you said we could be friends,
My love was true, I can't believe I'm losing you.
We played a game, of give and take,
But I stopped playing when my heart began to break,
What can I do, I can't believe I'm losing you.
Wish I could erase every little phase of love that's in the heart of me,
Every little dream, every little theme, will always be a part of me.
There's nothing left for me to do,
We've passed the point of no return, and now we're through,
It's still too new, I can't believe I'm losing you.
It's still too new, I can't believe I'm losing you.

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(Pass me by, pass me by, if you don't happen to like it, pass me by)
I got me ten fine toes to wiggle in the sand,
Lots of idle fingers snap to my command,
A loverly pair of heels that kick to beat the band,
Contemplating nature can be fascinating,
Add to these a nose that I can thumb, and a mouth by gum have I
So tell the whole wide world, if you don't happen to like it,
Deal me out, thank you kindly, pass me by.

(I got me ten fine toes to wiggle in the sand,)
(Lots of idle fingers snap to my command,)
(A loverly pair of heels that kick to beat the band,)
(Contemplating nature can be fascinating)
(Add to these a nose that I can thumb, and a mouth by gum have I)
(So tell the whole wide world, if you don't happen to like it,)
(Deal me out, thank you kindly, pass me by.)
(Pass me by, pass me by, if you don't happen to like it, pass me by.)
Behold me two great shoes that never saw a shine,
Houses I could hold up with a laundry line.
A loverly patch that hide an awful lot of spine.
Shirtails flying, I'm a blooming dandelion.
Add to these, a grin from ear to ear, all the proper gear have I,
So tell the whole wide world, if you don't like the thought of it,
Bail me out, thank you kindly, pass me by.

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Softly, I will leave you softly, for my heart would break
If you should wake and see me go
So I leave you softly, long before you miss me
Long before your arms can beg me stay
For one more hour or one more day
After all the years, I can't bear the tears to fall
So, softly as I leave you there
(Softly, long before you kiss me)
(Long before your arms can beg me stay)
(For one more hour) or one more day
After all the years, I can't bear the tears to fall
So, softly as I leave you there
As I leave I you there, as I leave I you there

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I never caught stardust that fell from the skies.
I never saw moonlight in anyone's eyes,
Then suddenly love kicks in the window,
Love knocks down the door.
Love, it sat down and told me,
Lover, what are you waiting for?
I never heard bluebirds, the songs that they sing,
I never get crazy, not even in spring,
Then suddenly love struck me like lightning,
Love it blew up a storm,
Love suddenly grabbed me, and ooh, was it cozy and warm
'Cause I found you, now I no longer just exist,
Ooh, what a change, it started from the time we kissed,
(And now we hear bluebirds), they hear bluebirds,
(We're learning that tune) they like that tune,
(And even yon moonlight) all that pretty moonlight
(Comes down about you) Hotdog, them love, it's still on a heaven,
Love, it gave me a shove,
, I'm a-hearing those
'Cause suddenly

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Anytime you call, I'm so available, anytime you call,
(Anytime, anytime) Anytime at all, I'm so available, anytime at all.
(Anytime, anytime) Don't have to bring a cake or a band home,
You don't have to phone ahead.
Make no mistake, I'm still the old standby,
I am as you might guess, at the old address,
Chances are that you are unassailable and that we are through.
(Chances are, chances are)
But what can I do, I'm still available, just like the first evening star,
You can trust that I'll be there, summer, spring or fall,
I'm in love and available, anytime at all.
(But what could I do, I'm still available, like the first evening star)
You can trust that I'll be there, summer, spring or fall,
I'm in love and available, anytime at all.

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If you cannot toss your heart gaily in the ring,
Love me while the moment lingers,
If you cannot cross your heart that I'm everything,
Try at least to cross your fingers.
Talk to me, baby, tell me lies,
Tell me lies as sweet as apple pie.
Whisper you tremble with a wild desire
To light the fire in my eyes.
Tell me I'm marvelous, exaggerate!
Prevaricate if you must.
Just talk to me, baby, soft and low,
Then if you decide it's really so,
Swear you be mine forever, otherwise just talk to me,
And tell me lies, lies, lies, lies,
Great, big, great big lies.

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Writer(s): Cahn/Van Heusen

I've seen the look - of a baby with a rattle
I've seen the look - of a hero in a battle
I've seen the look - of a heart sick turtle love
But the look that leaves you real shook - is the look of love

I've seen the look - of a jockey on a winner
I've seen the look - of a fat man having dinner
I've seen the look - of those space men up above
But the look that closes the book - is the look of love

It's thunder, it's lightening
The gentlest breeze
It's friendly, it's frightening
And more surprising than an elephant's sneeze

I've seen the look - every single blushing bride has
I've seen the look - that the fellow by her side has
But there's one look - that I'd give my life to see
We are locked in a wondrous embrace - and there on that fabulous face
Is that fabulous look of love - for me
(That's what I want to see)
(That look of love for me)

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