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I know I stand in line until you think you have the time to spend an evening with me.
And if we go some place to dance I know that there's a chance you won't be leaving with me.
Then afterwards we drop into a quiet little place and have a drink or two.
And then I go and spoil it all by saying something stupid like "I love you"

I can see it in your eyes that you despise the same old lies you heard the night before.
And though it's just a line to you, for me it's true and never felt so right before.

I practice every day to find some clever lines to say to make the meaning come true,
But then I think I'll wait until the evening gets late and I'm alone with you.
The time is right, your perfume fills my head, the stars get red and oh the night so blue.
And then I go and spoil it all by saying something stupid like "I love you"

The time is right, your perfume fills my head, the stars get red and oh the night so blue.
And then I go and spoil it all by saying something stupid like "I love you"

"I love you"
"I love you"
"I love you"

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I heard she sang a good song, I heard she had a style.
And so I came to see her and listen for a while.
And there she was this young girl, a stranger to my eyes.

Strumming my pain with her fingers,
singing my life with her words,
killing me softly with her song,
killing me softly with her song,
telling my whole life with her words,
killing me softly with her song

I felt all flushed with fever, embarrassed by the crowd,
I felt she found my letters and read each one out loud.
I prayed that she would finish but she just kept right on.

Strumming my pain with her fingers,
singing my life with her words,
killing me softly with her song,
killing me softly with her song,
telling my whole life with her words,
killing me softly with her song


She sang as if he knew me in all my dark despair
and then she looked right through me as if I wasn't there.
But she just came to singing, singing clear and strong.


Strumming my pain with her fingers,
singing my life with her words,
killing me softly with her song,
killing me softly with her song,
telling my whole life with her words,
killing me softly with her song
 

In The Blue Of Evening
(Tom Montgomery-Adair, At D'Artega)

(Recorded March 21, 1960, Los Angeles)

In the blue of evening when you appear close to me, dear one,
There in the dusk we'll share a dream reverie,
In the blue of evening while crickets call and stars are falling,
There 'neath the midnight sky you'll come to me.
In the shadows of the night we'll stand, I'll touch your hand.
And then, softly as your lovely eyes entreat, our lips will meet again.
In the blue of evening, night winds above whisper I love you,
There will we find romance in the blue of evening.

Music-Jule Styne
Words-Sammy Cahn, 1946

Dear this evening seemed to go so awfully fast
We had so much fun & now you‘re home at last
I looked forward to a kiss or two at the garden gate
But you gave me just one peck & insisted that it was late

Give me five minutes more,
Only five minutes more
Let me stay, let me stay in your arms

Here am I, begging for
Only five minutes more
Only five minutes more
Of your charms

All week long I dreamed
About our Saturday date
Don't you know that Sunday
Morning you can sleep late
Give me five minutes more
Only five minutes more

Let me stay, let me stay in your arms

All week long I dreamed
About our Saturday date
Don't you know that Sunday
Morning you can sleep late
Give me five minutes more
Only five minutes more

Let me stay, let me stay in your arms
aww c'mon

Songwriters: Cahn, Sammy; Styne, Jule; 

Тексты песен Frank Sinatra - Текст песни Five Minutes More
Frank Sinatra Lyrics
Five Minutes More Lyrics

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Александр Цфасман. «Утомленное солнце»

«Утомленное солнце нежно с морем прощалось…» – помните это грустное танго? Старшее поколение наверняка помнит. Шел 1937 год. Студия грамзаписи «Мелодия» выпустила пластинку джазового оркестра «Московские ребята» под управлением Александра Цфасмана. На ней были четыре песни, две из них люди поют до сих пор – «Неудачное свидание» («Так значит завтра, на том же месте, в тот же час…») и «Утомленное солнце».