A PORTRAIT OF JENNIE
By
Nasyid

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A Portrait of Jennie
More precious to me
than a masterpiece how ever famous it be
The portrait of Jennie
is etched on my heart
where her features have been sketched from the start
Ah, the color and beatuy of life
and the glow of her sprit divine
all cast in heaven's own design
With a portrait of Jennie
I never will part
for there isn't any portrait of Jennie
except in my heart
for there isn't any portrait of Jennie
except in my heart

NAWARTI AYYAMI

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Nawwarti ayyami rojati ahlami
Qhoyyartilaw watho wa syakil
Il haya
Alloh Alloh Alloh Alloh ya Alloh
Alloh qofainak fa aini habibi
Alloh kama baenak wa baeni habibi
Nawwarti ayyami rojati ahlami
Qhoyyartilaw watho wa syakil
Il haya
Alloh Alloh Alloh Alloh ya Alloh
Alloh niffuruk bana
Ibid mana
Ya harimna youm mim badi ma
Alloh ghamani sawa
Amari lil hawa
Yaghru fi uru wa dzambina
Sukin kun wabni fib aina
Inta ana

BOULEVARD OF BROKEN DREAMS

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(Harry Warren, Al Dubin)
I walk along the street of sorrow,
The boulevard of broken dreams.
Where gigolo and gigolette
Can take a kiss without regret
So they forget their broken dreams.
You laugh tonight and cry tomorrow,
When you behold your shattered dreams.
And gigolo and gigolette
Awake to find their eyes are wet
With tears that tell of broken dreams.
Here is where you'll always find me,
Always walking up and down.
But I left my soul behind me
In an old cathedral town.
The joy you find here, you borrow,
You cannot keep it long, it seems.
But gigolo and gigolette
Still sing a song and dance along
The boulevard of broken dreams.
~Interlude~
Here is where you'll always find me,
Always walking up and down.
But I left my soul behind me
In an old cathedral town.
The joy you find here, you borrow,
You cannot keep it long, it seems.
But gigolo and gigolette
Still sing a song and dance along
The boulevard of broken dreams.

A BEAUTIFUL FRIENDSHIP

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(D. Kahn, S. Styme)
This is the end of a beautiful friendship,
It ended a moment ago.
This is the end of a beautiful friendship,
I know,
'Cause your eyes told me so.
We've always been
Like sister and brother,
Until tonight,
When we looked at each other.
That was the end of a beautiful friendship,
And just the beginning of love.
~interlude~
That was the end of a beautiful friendship,
And just the beginning of love!

A NIGHTINGALE SANG IN BERKELEY SQUARE

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That certain night, the night we met,
There was magic abroad in the air.
There were angels dining at the Ritz,
And a nightingale sang in Berkeley Square.
I may be right, I may be wrong,
But I'm perfectly willing to swear
That when you turned and smiled at me,
A nightingale sang in Berkeley Square.
The moon that lingered over Londontown
Poor puzzled moon, he wore a frown.
How could he know that we two were so in love?
The whole darn world seemed upside down.
The streets of town were paved with stars,
It was such a romantic affair.
And as we kissed and said goodnight,
A nightingale sang in Berkeley Square.
~interlude~
When dawn came stealing up, all gold and blue
To interrupt our rendez-vous,
I still remember how you smiled and said,
"Was that a dream? Or was it true?"
Our homeward step was just as light
As the tap dancing feet of Astaire,
And like an echo far away
A nightingale sang in Berkeley Square.

AUTUMN LEAVES

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The falling leaves drift by the window
The autumn leaves of red and gold
I see your lips, the summer kisses
The sun-burned hands I used to hold
Since you went away the days grow long
And soon I'll hear old winter's song
But I miss you most of all my darling
When autumn leaves start to fall
C'est une chanson, qui nous ressemble
Toi tu m'aimais et je t'aimais
Nous vivions tous, les deux ensemble
Toi que m'aimais moi qui t'aimais
Mais la vie sépare ceux qui s'aiment
Tout doucement sans faire de bruit
Et la mer efface sur le sable les pas des amants désunis