'Zat You, Santa Claus?. Gifts I'm preparing. For some. Christmas sharing. But I pause because. Hanging my stocking. I can hear a knocking. 'Zat you, Santa Claus?.
Well, ze-ze-ze-ze-ze-ze-ze-ze. Baby, won't you tell me your name? Yeah. Well, ze-ze-ze-ze-ze-ze-ze-ze. Baby, won't you tell me your name? Yeah. I got a funny little feeling.
Llegas a una vida sin historia. y empiezas a pensar. yo estaba aqu sentado y todo era gris.. Vstete este da de princesa. y dame una cancin de amor. como las que te escrib..
jeden morgen aufgewacht. werd ich von dir angelacht. auf deine schnste art und weise. . zeit soll nie vorbergehn. wenn wir uns in die augen sehn. mit dir wnsch ich mir eine lange reise.
'Zat you, Santa Claus?. . Gifts I'm preparin'. For some Christmas sharin'. But I pause because. Hangin' my stockin'. I can hear a knockin'. 'Zat you, Santa Claus.
Zoom, just one look and then my heart went boom. Suddenly and we were on the moon. Flyin' high in a neon sky, oh oh. . Bang, just one touch and all the church bells rang.
Been doin' the math ever since you left. Pondering the properties of loneliness. Stacking your efforts right up against mine. You know I get the same answer every time.
Zip, zip, zip, zip, zip, zip. Zip, zip, zip, zip, zip, zip. . I got a gal. (Zip, zip). And she's real hip. (Zip zip). And every time I see her, I just flip.
'Zat you, Santa Claus?. . Gifts I'm preparin'. For some Christmas sharin'. But I pause because. Hangin' my stockin'. I can hear a knockin'. 'Zat you, Santa Claus.
And I'm up, down, I'm spinning around. High and dry and kicked to the ground. I'm lost and I'll never be found. . My lips were much too shy. The lines about you they never rhymed.
im dead baby. as dead as can be. its all because a zombie ate me. you loved me when i was alive. and now you see that im on the other side. i still wanna go out with you.
Vagrant held my master's secret art. Oh, look at you. . Loves me, loves me not. Loves me, loves me not. Loves me, loves me not. ....
La milonga.. . Ladies and gentlemen,. a man,. . Milonga.. . His music.. . La milonga es.. . He`s ours tonight. he`s here. Alfredo Zitarrosa.. . Milonga.
The piano played a melody that haunted her for days. and love made love for a heart thats aching. He could sooth a world that moves in the most peculiar way.