segunda-feira, 27 de abril de 2015

Frank Sinatra - Come fly with me...

Frank Sinatra - Come fly with me...







"Come fly with me, let's fly, let's fly away
If you could use some exotic booze

There's a bar in far Bombay

Come fly with me, let's fly, let's fly away



Come fly with me, let's float down to Peru

In llama-land there's a one-man band
And he'll toot his flute for you
Come fly with me, let's take off in the blue


Once I get you up there

Where the air is rarefied
We'll just glide
Starry-eyed
Once I get you up there
I'll be holding you so near
You may hear
Angels cheer, 'cause we're together



Weather-wise, it's such a lovely day

Just say the words and we'll beat the birds
Back to Acapulco Bay
It is perfect for a flying honeymoon, they say
Come fly with me, let's fly, let's fly away
Once I get you up there
Where the air is rarefied
We'll just glide
Starry-eyed
Once I get you up there
I'll be holding you so near
You may hear
Angels cheer, 'cause we're together



Weather-wise, it's such a lovely day

If you say the word, we will beat those birds
Back to Acapulco Bay
It is perfect for a flying honeymoon, they say
Come fly with me, let's fly
Pack up, let's fly away"

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SLC5AGGHLz0


Boa música - e a melhor capa de um disco de todos os tempos!!!ordinária

E também esta música que é extraordinária - Isle of Capri

"It was on the Isle of Capri that I found her

Beneath the shade of an old walnut tree
Oh, I can still see the flowers bloomin' 'round her
Where we met on the Isle of Capri

She was as sweet as a rose at the dawning
But some how fate hadn't meant her for me
And though I sailed with the tide in the morning
Still, my heart's on the Isle of Capri

Summertime was nearly over, blue Italian sky above
I said, "Lady, I'm a rover, can you spare a sweet word of love?"

She whispered softly, "It's best not to linger"
And then as I kissed her hand, I could see
She wore a lovely meatball on her finger
It was goodbye at the Villa Capri

Summertime was nearly over, blue Italian sky above
I said, "Lady, I'm a rover, can you spare a fine word of love?"

She whispered softly, "It's best not to linger"
And then as I kissed her hand, I could see
She wore a plain golden ring on her finger
It was goodbye on the Isle of Capri
It was goodbye on the Isle of Capri
It was goodbye on the Isle of Capri"
 




A ouvir - come fly with me!!!
continua...


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