(Joan Baez) Early early in the game I taught myself to sing and play And use a little trickery On kids who never favored me Those were years of crinoline
翻訳: ジョーンバエズ. オネストララバイ.
: (L. E. Williams) There's a reason for the sunshiny sky There's a reason why I'm feeling so high Must be the season when those love lights shine all
: (J. Browne) Some of them were dreamers And some of them were fools Who were making plans and thinking of the future With the energy of the innocent
: (Joan Baez) Early early in the game I taught myself to sing and play And use a little trickery On kids who never favored me Those were years of crinoline
: (Joan Baez) In the time spent in the foggy dew With the raven and the dove Barefoot she walked the winter streets In search of her own true love
: (Joan Baez) Here by my window in Germany A morning bird flies close to me On his wing I see a yellow star The lights are on in the factory The frost
: This is the song at the end of the movie When the house lights go on The people go home The plot's been resolved It's all over This is the day after
: (V. Ford) No, woman, no cry; No, woman, no cry; No, woman, no cry; No, woman, no cry. 'Cause - 'cause - 'cause I remember when a we used to sit In
: (J. Ian) I hear your voice in every corridor I see your face in every picture frame I feel your eyes in every starry sky Lover, am I coming home again
: (S. M. Lewis, J. F. Coots) For all we know we may never meet again Before you go make this moment sweet again We wont say good night until the last
(J. Browne) Some of them were dreamers And some of them were fools Who were making plans and thinking of the future With the energy of the innocent
(S. M. Lewis, J. F. Coots) For all we know we may never meet again Before you go make this moment sweet again We wont say good night until the last
(Joan Baez) Here by my window in Germany A morning bird flies close to me On his wing I see a yellow star The lights are on in the factory The frost
(L. E. Williams) There's a reason for the sunshiny sky There's a reason why I'm feeling so high Must be the season when those love lights shine all
(J. Ian) I hear your voice in every corridor I see your face in every picture frame I feel your eyes in every starry sky Lover, am I coming home again
