Stacey Kent

A gentle breeze from Hushabye Mountain Softly blows o'er lullaby bay It fills the sails of boats that are waiting Waiting to sail your worries away It isn't far to Hushabye Mountain And your boat waits down by the key The winds of night so softly are

I've got a crush on you, sweetie pie All the day and night-time hear me sigh I never had the least notion That I could fall with so much emotion Could you coo, could you care For a cunning cottage we could share The world will pardon my mush Cause I

Summer journeys To Niag'ra And to other places Aggravate all our cares. We'll save our fares. I've a cozy little flat In what is known as old Manhattan. We'll settle down Right here in town. We'll have Manhattan, The Bronx and Staten Island too. It's

I've been a roaming romeo My juliets have been many But now my roaming days have gone Too many irons in the fire Is worse than not having any I've had my share and from now on: I'm putting all my eggs in one basket I'm betting ev'rything I've got on

When day is gone And night comes on, Until the dawn What do I do? I clasp your hand And wander through slumber land Dream dancing with you. We glide between A sky serene And fields of green Sparkling with dew. It's joy sublime, Whenever I spend my ti

It's too darn hot It's too darn hot I'd like to sup with my baby tonight And fill the cup with my baby tonight i like to sup with my baby tonight, fill the cup with my baby tonight but I'm not up to my baby tonight 'Cuz its too darn hot Its too darn

I'm in Dreamsville Holding you A dreamy view Just we two alone with love In Dreamsville Time is new We're here to love And we do We can see the rest of the world Below us From our pink cloud There's no boundary to this magic land As we go exploring H

Stacey Kent - My Heart Stood Still I took one look at you That's all I meant to do And then my heart stood still My feet could step and walk My lips could move and talk And yet my heart stood still Though not a single word was spoken I could tell you

à quoi tu joues, beau ténébreux, avec tes yeux couleur d'automne Tes joues qui fondent, le ventre creux Qu'est-ce que tu veux, Buster Keaton ? Besoin d'amour et de tendresse, de contre-jour et de caresse Beau petit coeur nécessiteux qui fait la manch

We both are lost And alone in the world Walk with me In the gentle rain Don't be afraid, I've a hand For your hand and I Will be your love for a while I feel your tears as they fall On my cheek They are warm like gentle rain Come little one you have

Ça ne prévient pas quand ça arrive Ça vient de loin Ça c'est promené de rive en rive La gueule en coin Et puis un matin, au réveil C'est presque rien Mais c'est là, ça vous ensommeille Au creux des reins Le mal de vivre Le mal de vivre Qu'il faut bie

Nobody's heart belong's to me; Hi-egh ho; who cares? Nobody writes his song's to me No one belong's to me That's the least of my cares I may be sad at times And disinclined to play But it's not bad at times To go your own sweet way Nobody's arms belo

What should I call this happy madness that I feel inside of me? Sometime of wild October gladness that I never thought I'd see What has become of all my sadness, all my endless lonely sighs? Where are my sorrows now? What happened to the frown and is

Stacey Kent - Corcovado Quiet nights of quiet stars, Quiet chords from my guitar, Floating in the silence that surrounds us. Quiet thoughts and quiet dreams, Quiet walks by quiet streams, And a window looking on the mountains and the sea. Oh, how lov

Out of the tree of life I just picked me a plum You came along and everything started to hum Still, it's a real good bet, the best is yet to come The best is yet to come, and babe, won't it be fine ? You think you've seen the sun, but you ain't seen

Whether you are here or yonder, whether you are false or true Whether you remain or wander, I'm growing fonder of you Even though your friends forsake you, even though you don't succeed Wouldn't I be glad to take you, give you the break you need More

Stacey Kent - It Might As Well Be Spring The things I used to like, I dont like any more, I want a lot of other things Ive never had before, Its just like my mamma says, I sit around and mourn Pretending that I am so wonderful and knowing Im adored I

Who had the boys turning hand springs? Crazy to lov her claimed she Who could so misunderstand things? You're looking at me Who was so sure of her conquest? Sure as a human could be Who wound up losing the contest? You're looking at me You're looking

All I do is dream of you the whole night through With the dawn, I still go on and dream of you You're every thought, you're everything You're every song I ever sing Summer, winter, autumn and spring And were there more than twenty four hours a day? T

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