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Marc Almond - A Lover Spurned
Mike Oldfield - Heaven's Open
Natalie Imbruglia - Torn
Welsh Lullaby - Suo Gan
Elvis Costello - She
Morcheeba - Rome Wasn't Built in a Day
Shakespears Sister - Hello
Nelly Furtado - I'm Like a Bird

Natalie Imbruglia

Torn
Left of the Middle

 

I thought I saw a man brought to life
He was warm
He came around like he was dignified
He showed me what it was to cry
Well you couldn't be that man I adored
You don't seem to know
Seem to care what your heart is for
But I don't know him anymore
There's nothing where he used to lie
My conversation has run dry
That's what's going on
Nothing's fine I'm torn

I'm all out of faith
This is how I feel
I'm cold and I am shamed
Lying naked on the floor
Illusion never changed
Into something real
I'm wide awake
And I can see
The perfect sky is torn
You're a little late
I'm already torn

So I guess the fortune teller's right
Should have seen just what was there
And not some holy light
Which crawled beneath my veins
And now I don't care
I had no luck
I don't miss it all that much
There's just so many things
That I can touch I'm torn

I'm all out of faith
This is how I feel
I'm cold and I am shamed
Lying naked on the floor
Illusion never changed
Into something real
I'm wide awake
And I can see
The perfect sky is torn
You're a little late
I'm already torn
Torn

There's nothing where he used to lie
My inspiration has run dry
That's what's going on
Nothing's right I'm torn

I'm all out of faith
This is how I feel
I'm cold and I am shamed
Lying naked on the floor
Illusion never changed
Into something real
I'm wide awake
And I can see
The perfect sky is torn

I'm all out of faith
This is how I feel
I'm cold and I'm ashamed
Bound and broken on the floor
You're a little late
I'm already torn
Torn ...

 

Welsh Lullaby

Suo Gan
Empire of the Sun


Huna blentyn yn fy mynwes,
Clyd a chynnes ydyw hon;
Breichiau mam sy'n dyn am danat,
Cariad mam sy dan fy mron;
Ni cha dim amharu'th gyntun,
Ni wna undyn ‚ thi gam;
Huna'n dawel, anwyl blentyn,
Huna'n fwyn ar fron dy fam.

Huna'n dawel, heno, huna,
Huna'n fwyn, y tlws ei lun;
Pam yr wyt yn awr yn gwenu,
Gwenu'n dirion yn dy hun?
Ai angylion fry sy'n gwenu,
Arnat ti yn gwenu'n llon,
Tithau'n gwenu'n ol dan huno,
Huno'n dawel ar fy mron?

Paid ag ofni, dim ond deilen
Gura, gura ar y ddor;
Paid ag ofni, ton fach unig
Sua, sua ar lan y mor;
Huna blentyn, nid oes yma
Ddim i roddi iti fraw;
Gwena'n dawel yn fy mynwes
Ar yr engyl gwynion draw.

Sleep my baby, at my breast,
'Tis a motherís arms round you.
Make yourself a snug, warm nest.
Feel my love forever new.
Harm will not meet you in sleep,
Hurt will always pass you by.
Child beloved, always youíll keep,
In sleep gentle, motherís breast nigh.

Sleep in peace tonight, sleep,
O sleep gently, what a sight.
A smile I see in slumber deep,
What visions make your face bright?
Are the angels above smiling,
At you in your peaceful rest?
Are you beaming back while in
Peaceful slumber on motherís breast?

Do not fear the sound, itís a breeze
Brushing leaves against the door.
Do not dread the murmurring seas,
Lonely waves washing the shore.
Sleep child mine, thereís nothing here,
While in slumber at my breast,
Angels smiling, have no fear,
Holy angels guard your rest.

(English version by Frank Petersohn from a literal translation by J. Mark Sugars.)

Michael Oldfield

Heaven's Open
Heaven's Open

This is that morning,
It's waiting for you.
The face of destiny
Standing before you.

This is zero hour, now is for you.
Can you feel that power inside of you?

This priceless moment
In your possession.
Answers to mysteries
Stand in succession.

This is zero hour and there's no way back.
Can you feel that power? In its arms you're wrapped
All through the night-time
'Til the sun comes in.
Now heaven's open.
Just fly right in.

Now you stand in that garden,
This is that vision.
Out on the world's edge,
It's your baptism.

This is zero hour and your hands are free.
Can you feel that power? It's ecstasy!
All through the night-time
'Til the sun comes in.
Now heaven's open.
Fly right in.

Waiting for the night-time
'Til the sun comes in.
All through the night-time,
Let the blue sky in.

Heaven's open,
The sun comes in.
Heaven's open.
Let that blue sky in!

You know, sun comes in.
Now, heaven's open.
Fly right in.

Marc Almond

A Lover Spurned
Enchanted

A lover spurned
A lesson learned
On love you've got
Your fingers burnt

Shed bitter tears
Now love has turned
The sweet revenge
Of a lover spurned

A passing phase
A week of love
But all at once
You had enough

It pales so soon
Waned with the moon
No deep concern
For a lover spurned

She'll destroy you with her little games
See you swallow all the blame
Make you pay in many ways
For the pleasure of watching you squirm

She'll tell her friends to treat you rough
That you just weren't good enough
Make the going really tough
For the pleasure of watching you burn in hell

And every day
More guilt to pay
A lesson learned
From a lover spurned

It was all so cozy for you
You had a wife, two children
And a beautiful house
And me, well you wanted me
When it suited your needs
And now, now I have nothing
Just a handful of faded photographs
Nothing but a cold empty heart
But I'm not easily forgotten
I'll appear when you least expect
To make you pay
You asked for it that way

She'll come to get you with a knife
Write poison letters to your wife
Totally destroy your life
For the pleasure of watching you squirm

She'll make a fool of you at work
Drag your name through the dirt
Make sure that it really hurts
For the pleasure of watching you burn in hell

A lover spurned
A lesson learned
On love you've got
Your fingers burnt

Shed bitter tears
Now love has turned
The sweet revenge
Of a lover spurned

The sweet revenge
Of a lover spurned

Elvis Costello

She
Notting Hill

She may be the face I can't forget
The trace of pleasure or regret
May be my treasure or the price I have to pay
She may be the song the summer sings
May be the chill the autumn brings
May be a hundred different things
Within the measure of a day

She may be the beauty or the beast
May be the famine or the feast
May turn each day into a heaven or a hell
She may be the mirror of my dreams
The smile reflected in a stream
She may not be what she may seem inside her shell

She who always seems so happy in a crowd
Whose eyes can be so crowded and so proud
No one's allowed to see them when they cry
She may be the love that cannot hope to last
May come to me from shadows of the past
But I'll remember till the day I die

She may be the reason I survive
The why and wherefore I'm alive
The one I'll care for through the rough in many years
Me, I'll take her laughter and her tears
And make them all my souvenirs
For where she goes I've got to be
The meaning of my life is she
She
She

Morcheeba

Rome Wasn't Built in a Day
Fragments of Freedom

Chorus:

You and me, were meant to be.
Walking free in harmony.
One fine day we'll run away (we'll fly away).
Don't you know that Rome wasn't built in a day.

Verses:

In this day and age,
It's so easy to stress,
'Cos people act strange,
And you can never second-guess.

In order to love,
Child we have to be strong,
I'm caught in the crossfire,
Why can't we get along?

I'm having a daydream,
We're gettin' somewhere,
I'm kissin' your lips,
And runnin' fingers through your hair.

I'm as nervous as you,
About gettin' this right,
Although we know we are wrong,
We can't give up the fight.

Shakespears Sister

Hello
Hormonolly Yours

woke up this morning and the streets were full of cars
all bright and shiny like they'd just arrived from mars
and as i stumbled through last nights drunken debris
the paperboy screamed out the headlines in the street

another war and now the pound is looking weak
and tell me have you read about the latest freak?
we're bingo numbers and our names are obsolete
why do i feel bitter when i should be feeling sweet

hello, hello turn your radio on
is there anybody out there?
help me sing my song
la la la life is a strange thing
just when you think you learned how to use it
it's gone

woke up this morning and my head was in a daze
a brave new world has dawned upon the human race
where words are meaning less and everything's surreal
gonna have to reach my friends to find out how i feel

and if i taste the honey is it really sweet
and do i eat it with my hands or with my feet?
does anybody really listen when i speak
or will i have to say it all again next week

hello, hello turn your radio on
is there anybody out there?
help me sing my song

hello, hello turn your radio on
is there anybody out there?
tell me what went wrong
la la la life is a strange thing
life is a strange thing

hello, hello turn your radio on
is there anybody out there?
help me sing my song
la la la life is a strange thing
just when you think you learned how to use it
it's gone.

Nelly Furtado

I'm like a bird
Whoa! Nelly

You're beautiful, that's for sure
You'll never ever fade
You're lovely but it's not for sure
That I won't ever change
And though my love is rare
Though my love is true

[Chorus:]
I'm like a bird, I'll only fly away
I don't know where my soul is, I don't know where my home is
(and baby all I need for you to know is)
I'm like a bird, I'll only fly away
I don't know where my soul is , I don't know where my home is
All I need for you to know is

Your faith in me brings me to tears
Even after all these years
And it pains me so much to tell
That you don't know me that well
And though my love is rare
Though my love is true

[Chorus]

It's not that I wanna say goodbye
It's just that every time you try to tell me that you love me
Each and every single day I know
I'm going to have to eventually give you away
And though my love is rare
And though my love is true
Hey I'm just scared
That we may fall through

[Chorus x 3]