COME CLOSER TO ME
By
Nasyid

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Moonlight was made for a June night
And June nights were made , dear,
for love and romance
For heavenly kisses, for lips sweet and tender
On this night of splendour
You're so far away
Come closer to me so I can see
heaven in your eyes
Come closer to me so I can be
close to Paradise
Thrill me with your kisses
Let me learn what bliss is
Kiss me once and then we'll kiss and kiss again
And life will be divine
Come closer my dear
So I can hear
music in my heart
I've waited so long to hear
the song that youre love will start
Darling I'll adore you
Live my life just for you
All I ask is this
please give me one more kiss
and whisper you'll be mine
Come closer to me (etc...)
Hoy te estaba esperando
confiarte querida un
secreto de amor
Decirte bajito, bajito al oído
Muchas cosas lindas
Bien cerca de ti
Acercate más, y más, y mas
pero mucho mas
Y besame así, así, así
como besas tu
Pero besa pronto
Porque estou sufriendo
No lo estás tu viendo
Que lo estoy queriendo
sin quererlo tú
Acercate más, y más, y más
pero mucho más
Y besame así, así, así
como besas tu
Acaso pretendes a desesperar me
ven por Diós a darme
eso beso tuyo
que te pedí yo
Acercate más y más, y más (etc...)

A PORTRAIT OF JENNIE

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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

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 BLOSSOM FELL

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A blossom fell from off a tree
It settled softly on the lips you turned to me
The gypsies say and I know why
"A falling blossom only touches lips that lie"
A blossom fell and very soon
I saw you kissing someone new beneath the moon
I thought you loved me, you said you loved me
We planned together to dream forever
The dream has ended, for true love died
The night a blossom fell and touched two lips that lied

A blossom fell and very soon
I saw you kissing someone new beneath the moon
I thought you loved me, you said you loved me
We planned together to dream forever
The dream has ended, for true love died
The night a blossom fell and touched two lips that lied

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.

BUT BEAUTIFUL

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(Jimmy Van Heusen, Johnny Burke)
Love is funny, or it's sad,
Or it's quiet, or it's mad.
It's a good thing, or it's bad,
But beautiful...
Beautiful to take a chance
And if you fall, you fall,
And I'm thinking,
I wouldn't mind at all.
Love is tearful, or it's gay,
It's a problem, or it's play.
It's a heartache either way,
But beautiful...
And I'm thinking, if you were mine,
I'd never let you go.
And that would be but beautiful,
I know.
~interlude~
And I'm thinking, if you were mine,
I'd never let you go.
And that would be but beautiful,
That would be but beautiful...
I know.