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VERSURI KEVIN AYERS
| Kevin Ayers - Blaming It All On Love |
| I guess I'm feeling old today
I can't get in the mood to play, oh no.
Feeling low.
And things have got to change, oh, yeah
'Cause there's no point and there's no use
In that tired old excuse
Of bl |
| Kevin Ayers - Butterfly Dance |
| Everything you do is true as long as you believe
it
And everything you say is play and that’s how
you should treat it
And everyone is high until there's something
makes them low
That's when you shou |
| Kevin Ayers - Caribbean Moon |
| A rum-lime honey sing a magical tune
Found her underneath the Caribbean Moon
Wind is blowin' in the coconut tree
Blowin' the moonlight over you and me
Hey Caribbean moon yellow yellow
Caribbean m |
| Kevin Ayers - City Waltz |
| Living in the city seems
To fill me with trepidation
Fills me with trepidation inside
Too much big business
And too little celebration
Too little celebration indeed
So let’s raise our voices
And s |
| Kevin Ayers - Colores Para Dolores |
| White is the colour of night
When there's nobody there,
And you sit in your chair,
Getting drunk on despair.
Red is the colour it's said
That can drive you insane
With pleasure or pain...
It depe |
| Kevin Ayers - Crazy Gift Of Time |
| Does the world seem good to you?
Does the music get to you?
Does the wisdom of your heart
Show you how to play your part?
All my blond and twilight dreams;
All those strangled future schemes;
All t |
| Kevin Ayers - Day By Day |
| Well day by day
And night by night
Wanna learn how to love you babe
Till I get it right
Yeah day by day and night by night
Come on and join the dance
I t goes round and round
Until the things you'v |
| Kevin Ayers - Falling In Love Again |
| Falling in love again, I never wanted to
But what am I to do, I can't help it
Love's always been my game, play it how I may
I was made that way, I can't help it
Girls flutter to me like moths around a |
| Kevin Ayers - Gemini Child |
| Spent an awful lot of time making tunes and making
rhymes
Things that other people do, yeah
From this heap of words and rhyme
I never really gave much time to something just
for you, yeah
Oh Gemini |
| Kevin Ayers - Hymn |
| Why do we waste our lives
Why do we stay asleep
So many confused words
So many total disasters there are
We all try to change the world
But change has to come from ourselves
So much ignored advice
S |
| Kevin Ayers - Margaret |
| Margaret
You're such a magical child
I found that
The first time you smiled
And the more i get to know you
The more I am amazed
To find in someone
Such tender loving ways
And just like everybody s |
| Kevin Ayers - May I |
| I just came in off the street
Looking for somewhere to eat
I find a small cafe
I see a girl and then I say
'May I sit and stare at you for a while?
I'd like the company of your smile'
You don't have |
| Kevin Ayers - Mr Cool |
| Whatever happened to Mr Cool
Somebody took him back to school
He thought he knew but he did not
Now his name is Mr Hot.
Oh Mr Hot, Mr Hot don't think your through cause
you're not
You still don't h |
| Kevin Ayers - Once Upon An Ocean |
| Once upon an ocean
We dream a ship to sail
When it start leaking
We had to learn to bail
All that mattered it was
Keeping the ship afloat
But we couldn't work together
We become a drunken boat |
| Kevin Ayers - PuisJe |
| J'etais perdu dans la rue
fatigue et mal au cul
J'ai vu un petit cafe
avec une fille dedans
et je lui disais
'Puis-je m'asseoir aupres de toi
pour te regarder?
J'aimerais la compagnie de ton soleil. |
| Kevin Ayers - Strange Song |
| Well, I met a traveller
Never did learn his name;
His eyes were bright coloured.
But not both the same.
He shook my hand warmly
I could tell he was strong
And he answered my questions
By singing |
| Kevin Ayers - Whatevershebringswesing |
| I'm looking 'round madly
for something to find
That might give se a front
To put something, something behind.
Just bouncing this ball
Up and down the hall
But it's full of best wishes
and suffocati |
| Kevin Ayers - Why Are We Sleeping |
| It begins with a blessing
and it ends with a curse;
Making life easy,
by making it worse;
My mask is my Master,
The trumpeter weeps,
But his voice is so weak
As he speaks from his sleep, saying
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