Half past twelve. And I'm watching the late show in my flat all alone. How I hate to spend the evening on my own (ooh). Autumn winds. Blowing outside my window as I look around the room.
Half past twelve. And I'm watching the late show in my flat all alone. How I hate to spend the evening on my own. . Autumn winds. Blowing outside my window as I look around the room.
I don't wanna talk. About things we've gone through. Though it's hurting me. Now it's history. . I've played all my cards. And that's what you've done too.
Dire que Fernand est mort. Dire qu'il est mort Fernand. Dire que je suis seul derrière. Dire qu'il est seul devant. Lui dans sa dernière bière. Moi dans mon brouillard.
(b. andersson/b. ulvaeus). . I'm nothing special. In fact, I'm a bit of a bore. If I tell a joke. You probably heard it before. . But I have a talent.
Gimme gimme gimme your love after midnight. Won't somebody help me chase these shadows away. . Half past twelve. And I'm watching the late show in my room all alone.
(B.Andersson / B.Ulvaeus). . Half past twelve, and I'm watching the late show. In my flat all alone.. How I hate to spend the evening on my own.. Autumn winds blowing outside the window,.
Ya no quiero hablar de lo que vivimos. Aunque duela hoy eso ya paso. Todo lo aposte tu hiciste lo mismo. No hay mas que decir este es el fin. . Solo hay un ganador, y a un lado el perdedor.
So long, hope we'll meet again one day. I'm hopin' maybe then you'll say. Darlin' - I was wrong. So long, so long, so long. Gee, I hate to see you go - umm..
The city is a jungle, you better take care. Never walk alone after midnight. If you don't believe it you better beware. Of me. . I am behind you, I'll always find you, I am the tiger.
Do I hear what I think I'm hearing?. Do I see the signs I think I see?. Or is this just a fantasy?. Is it true that the beast is waking. Stirring in his restless sleep tonight.
Ella se va tan feliz a la escual ahora. Diciendo adiós con ausente sonreir. Allí se va y en mi siento una tristeza. Algo que me hace percibir. Aún me pertenece pero menos.
Sitting in the darkest corner. In the candlelight I saw saw her face. She was looking so sad and lonely. Someone help me, someone save me. I could see the look she gave me, oh.
Long awaited darkness falls. Casting shadows on the walls. . In the twilight hour I am alone. Sitting near the fireplace. Dying embers warm my face. In this peaceful solitude.
I'm hearing images, I'm seeing songs. No poet has ever painted. Voices call out to me, straight to my heart. So strange yet we're so well acquainted. I let the music speak, with no restraints.
Soy muy sencillla. y algo aburrida tal vez. lag bromas que se, me salen seguro al reves. pero hay un talento, en mí singular. y es que la gente me escucha al cantar.
Soy muy sencillla. y algo aburrida tal vez. lag bromas que se, me salen seguro al reves. pero hay un talento, en mí singular. y es que la gente me escucha al cantar.
No más champagne. La bengala se apagó. Solo tú sola yo. El festejo ya pasó. Es el fin de la fiesta. Y hay un gris amanecer. Dónde está ese ayer. Que debemos proponer.
Yo lo soñé. y el corazón. me hablo de amor. con emoción. . Si vives la magia. de hadas que hacen bien. verás que el futuro. sonríe tambien. . Creo en angelitos.
Yo lo soñé, y el corazón. Me habló de amor, con emoción. Si vives la magia, de alas que hacen bien. Verás que el futuro, sonríe también. . Creo en angelitos.