Those Were The Days My Friend - Mary Hopkin -

What A Wonderful World 

I see skies of blue, clouds of white
The bright blessed day, the dark sacred night
And I think to myself, what a wonderful world

I see trees of green, red roses too
I see them bloom for me and you
And I think to myself, what a wonderful world

The colors of the rainbow, so pretty in the sky
Are also on the faces of people going by
I see friends shakin' hands, sayin' "How do you do?"
They're really saying "I love you"

I hear babies cry, I watch them grow
They'll learn much more than I'll ever know
And I think to myself, what a wonderful world

All the colors of the rainbow, so pretty in the sky
Are also on the faces of people going by
I see friends shakin' hands sayin' "How do you do"
They're really saying "I love you"

I hear babies cry, I watch them grow
They'll learn much more than I'll ever know
And I think to myself what a wonderful world
Yes, I think to myself, what a wonderful world

What A Wonderful World

le temps des fleurs (those were the days) Dalida - Francais

She sang as if she knew me
In all my dark despair
And then she looked right through me
As if I wasn't there.


Frank Sinatra - Killing Me Softly

" L'Ange Perdu "

Lyrics :

Toutes ces pensées qu'on n'a jamais su exprimer
Ces mots d'amour qu'on garde tapis au fond de nous
Ceux qui nous viennent comme par magie nous frôlent nous touchent
Et puis s'envolent vers les nuages dans l'infini 
Ces mots de velours qui ont bercé Mes tristes nuits 
Toute cette passion, cette douce musique, cette symphonie
Seul dans le noir les mains qui tremblent, le coeur si las
Quel agonie, douce amertume quand je te vois 

Refrain :

 Tous les poèmes que j'ai pu t'écrire 
 Mes regards mes sourires ces efforts si vains 

 Mon ange gardien la raison de ma vie
 L'ancre de mes envies la flamme dans mon coeur 

Pont : 
  
Tous ces Moments qu'on avait partagé, 
Je me rappele chacune de mes pensées ,
On a grandit on a changé on s'est perdus je t'ai retrouvée
mais pour toi je ne suis plus personne 

Cherche dans ton coeur tu trouveras mon image,
Celle d'un enfant amoureux de bas-age,
Le même regard, l'envie de plaire, si passionné si téméraire 
Lève les Yeux je suis la près de toi 



Refrain :

 Tous les poèmes que j'ai pu t'écrire 
 Mes regards mes sourirs ces efforts si vains 

 Mon ange gardien la raison de ma vie
 L'ancre de mes envies la flamme dans mon coeur 

Nader Guirat - L'Ange Perdu

Oh! Tico Tico Tic - Isabelle Boulay

Durban Violin

Tango Scene from "Scent of A Woman"

Featuring:
Romero Lubambo: guitar
Larry Grenadier: bass
Bashiri Johnson: guitar

Produced by Matt Pierson
Recorded and mixed at Sear Sound, NYC by Chris Allen
Mastered by Mark Wilder at Battery Studios, NYC


Sophie Milman - "Dance Me To The End Of Love"

Windmills of Your Mind
(Michel Legrand - Theme from the film "The Thomas Crown Affair" - Original version sung by Noel Harrison)

Round
 
Like a circle in a spiral
Like a wheel within a wheel
Never ending or beginning
On an ever spinning reel
Like a snowball down a mountain
Or a carnival balloon
Like a carousel that's turning
Running rings around the moon

Like a clock whose hands are sweeping
Past the minutes of it's face
And the world is like an apple
Whirling silently in space
Like the circles that you find
In the windmills of your mind !

Like a tunnel that you follow
To a tunnel of it's own
Down a hollow to a cavern
Where the sun has never shone,
Like a door that keeps revolving
In a half forgotten dream,
Or the ripples from a pebble
Someone tosses in a stream

Like a clock whose hands are sweeping
Past the minutes of it's face
And the world is like an apple
Whirling silently in space
Like the circles that you find
In the windmills of your mind !

Keys that jingle in your pocket
Words that jangle in your head
Why did summer go so quickly ?
Was it something that you said ?
Lovers walk along the shore
And leave their footprints in the sand

Was the sound of distant drumming
Just the fingers of your hand ?
Pictures hanging in a hallway
And the fragment of this song
Half remembered names and faces
But to whom do they belong ?

When you knew
That it was over
You were suddenly aware
That the autumn leaves were turning
To the color
Of her hair !

Like a circle in a spiral
Like a wheel within a wheel
Never ending or beginning
On an ever spinning reel
As the images unwind
Like the circles
That you find
In the windmills of your mind

What A Wonderful World

Mohd Faizul Ahmad Maidin

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