ANGELICA & RAMONE
(Claes Af Geijerstam)
From “YE SI CA” (1981)
On a morning in May
On a beach outside Monterrey
She walked alone in the sand
With her shoes in her hand
And let her mind go astray
He was a Santa-Cruz boy
He held his head up
With pride and joy
And he was riding the surf
To where the sea meets the turf
And every wave was his toy
And then he saw her and smiled
He never knew such a lovely child
With a curly brown hair
Flying loose in the air
Looking gentle and mild
She pretends to be shy
And makes a motion to passing by
He is handsome and strong
She doesn't walk very long
Turns around and says “hi!”
And his name is Ramone
And her name is Angelica
What ever made them both reach
The same spot on the beach
Always will be unknown
There are stories that tell
That the tide has a magic swell
And that the hundred year pine
Has a secret divine
That is sung by a shell
And they smile and they know
’Cause their young bodies
Tell them so
That they're alone in the world
Unseen and unheard
For the feelings to show
So in the warm morning sun
While the sandpiper makes his run
They make a beautiful love
And the blue sky above
Blessed the day that begun
Two hearts that fly like a dove
As seagulls are circling above
Names that are carved in a stone:
Angelica and Ramone
And they smile and they know
’Cause their young bodies
Tell them so
That they're alone in the world
Unseen and unheard
For the feelings to show
So in the warm morning sun
While the sandpiper makes his run
They make a beautiful love
And the blue sky above
Blessed the day that begun
They make a beautiful love
And the blue sky above
Blessed the day that begun
Текст полностью совпал с официальным.
FRIDAY NIGHT
(Tim Norell – Björn Håkanson)
From “YE SI CA” (1981)
Friday night
When we say goodbye
Oh Friday night
Then summer will die
Just one look in your eyes
When you go
And summer will die
Oh what a Friday night
When I wake up early tomorrow
And I walk down in the morning dew
I turn my head when the sparrow
Sings a song to you
There’re the flowers that grow in my garden
Stand in season – blue, white and red
But without you here I won’t see them
To me summer’s dead
Friday night
When we say goodbye
Oh Friday night
Then summer will die
Just one look in your eyes
When you go
And summer will die
Oh what a Friday night
For a moment {cool} breeze on the terrace
Sounds like your voice, so gentle and mild
An illusion that will surface
All from time to time
Like a child who is chasing the rainbow
I’ll try to trust in days ahead
Until the day in my sorrow
To me summer’s dead
Friday night
When we say goodbye
Oh Friday night
Then summer will die
Just one look in your eyes
When you go
And summer will die
Oh what a Friday night
Примечания:
1. В официальном варианте строка For a moment {cool} breeze on the terrace приведена как For a moment а breeze on the terrace. Может быть, так изначально и задумывалось, но в записи совершенно чётко в этом месте прослушивается какое-то слово, и это точно не артикль. Поскольку cool также подходит и по смыслу, я на данный момент оставил этот вариант.
2. В официальном варианте уточнена строка:
I’ll try to trust in day sad ->
I’ll try to trust in days ahead
I KNOW
(Tim Norell – Björn Håkanson)
From “YE SI CA” (1981)
I know, I know,
It’s making me remember,
I know, I know
The heartache of September don’t go
Oh please, it’s making all my memories glow
When you play me a song that I know
Open all night, never closes - just the place I need,
And I sip my coffee, studying faces, hiding what I feel
Someone’s standing at the jukebox
Choosing something slow
And I hear the beat,
I can’t stop the tears
When you play me a song that
I know, I know,
It’s making me remember,
I know, I know
The heartache of September don’t go
Oh please, it’s making all my memories glow
When you play me a song that I...
You play me a song that I know
Morning finds you close beside me
Fingers touch my face
And we laugh together, sharing secrets,
Welcoming the day
Suddenly your smile is fading
Yesterday is gone
And I hear you sing your favorite tune
When they play me a song that
I know, I know,
It’s making me remember,
I know, I know
The heartache of September don’t go
Oh please, it’s making all my memories glow
When you play me a song that I...
You play me a song that I know
Тут полное совпадение с официальным текстом. Я только скорректировал переход от куплета к припеву, убрав лишнее.
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