John Lennon - Jealous Guy

JOHN LENNON - JEALOUS GUY, 1971

I was dreaming of the past,
And my heart was beating fast.
I began to lose control,
I began to lose control.
I didn't mean to hurt you.
I'm sorry that I made you cry.
Oh no, I didn't mean to hurt you.
I'm just a jealous guy.

I was feeling insecure you might not love me anymore.
I was shivering inside,
I was shivering inside.
I didn't mean...

I was trying to catch your eyes,
though that you was trying to hide.
I was swallowing my pain,


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J'ay pris Amours 我已愛

J'ay pris Amours : Chansons au luth du XVIème siècle
Claudine Ansermet & Paolo Cherici

1. J'ay pris amours (Anonymous)
2. L'espoir (Pierre Attaingnant)
3. Fantasie (Guillaume Monlaye)
4. Ricercare (Francesco da Milano)
5. Misericorde (Jacobus Clemens non Papa)
6. La roque (Pierre Attaignant)
7. J'atens secours (Claudin de Sermisy)
8. Las ye my plains (Claudin de Sermisy - Francesco da Milano)
9. La Magdalena (Pierre Attaignant)
10. Fantasia (Francesco da Milano)
11. Aymer est ma vie (Jacobus Clemens non Papa)
12. Ricercare (Francesco da Milano)
13. Puysque voules que je vou laysse (Jacobus Clemens non Papa)
14. Ricercare (Francesco da Milano)
15. Secoures moy (Claudin de Sermisy)
16. La brosse (Pierre Attaignant)
17. Tant que vivray (Claudin de Sermisy - Pierre Attaignant)
18. Ricercare (Francesco da Milano)
19. Ricercare (Francesco da Milano)
20. Ricercare X (Anon - Pierre Attaignant)
21. Fortune laisse moy la vye (Anon - Pierre Attaignant)
22. Ricercare (Francesco da Milano)

Dan Fogelberg- Same Old Lang Syne

Dan Fogelberg- Same Old Lang Syne
Auld Lang Syne 驪歌

Songwriters: FOGELBERG, DAN
Met my old lover in the
grocery store
The snow was falling Christmas Eve
I stole behind her in the
frozen foods
And I touched her on the sleeve
She didn't recognize the
face at first
But then her eyes flew
open wide
She went to hug me and she
spilled her purse
And we laughed until we cried.
We took her groceries to the
checkout stand
The food was totalled up and
bagged
We stood there lost in our
embarrassment
As the conversation dragged.
We went to have ourselves
a drink or two
But couldn't find an open bar
We bought a six-pack at
the liquor store
And we drank it in her car.
We drank a toast to
innocence
We drank a toast to now
And tried to reach beyond
the emptiness
But neither one knew how.
She said she'd married her
an architect
Who kept her warm and safe
and dry
She would have liked to say she
loved the man
But she didn't like to lie.
I said the years had been a
friend to her
And that her eyes were still
as blue
But in those eyes I wasn't
sure if I saw
Doubt or gratitude.
She said she saw me in the
record stores
And that I must be doing well
I said the audience was
heavenly
But the traveling was hell.
We drank a toast to
innocence
We drank a toast to now
And tried to reach beyond
the emptiness
But neither one knew how.
We drank a toast to innocence
We drank a toast to time
Reliving in our eloquence
Another 'auld lang syne'...
The beer was empty and our
tongues were tired
And running out of things to say
She gave a kiss to me as I got out
And I watched her drive away.
Just for a moment I was
back at school
And felt that old familiar pain
And as I turned to make
my way back home
The snow turned into rain

... the end.