Falling Into You

Celine Dion

And in your eyes I see ribbons of color
I see us inside of each other
I feel my unconscious merge with yours
And I hear a voice say, «What’s his is hers»

I’m falling into you (falling into you)
This dream could come true
And it feels so good falling into you

I was afraid to let you in here
Now I have learned love can’t be made in to fear
The walls begin to tumble down
And I can’t even see the ground

I’m falling into you (falling into you)
This dream could come true
And it feels so good falling into you

Falling like a leaf, falling like a star
Finding a belief, falling where you are

Catch me, don’t let me drop!
Love me, don’t ever stop!

So close your eyes and let me kiss you
And while you sleep I will miss you

Oh I’m falling into you
This dream could come true
And it feels so good falling into you

Falling like a leaf, falling like a star, oh
Finding a belief, falling where you are

Falling into you
Falling into you
Falling into you

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Это ремикс старой мелодии 1963 года. Впервые песня была написана и исполнена Джоном Беном, а позденее (в 1966г) стала визитной карточкой Серджио Мендеса (США). Так и получилось что в США песня числится за Серджио Мендесом а в Бразилии за Джоном Беном.

Название Mas Que Nada это Бразильско-Португальский слэнг и точного перевода не имеет. Примерно «Да, верно!». Кстати, если переводить это название с испанского (что неверно) то получается «Больше, чем что либо». Но песня в оригинале на португальском, так-что это не есть правда.

Предлагаю два варианта слов песни:

Оригинальный, для специалистов по португальскому:

Sergio Mendes & Brasil ’66 — Mas Que Nada

(Piano intro)

O ari rai, O?
Ob, Ob, Ob,
O (o, o, o, o,) ari rai, O?
Ob, Ob, Ob…

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CHORUS 1
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Mas que nada
Sai da minha frente eu quero passar
Pois o samba est animado
O que eu quero sambar

Este samba que misto de maracatu
samba de preto velho
Samba de preto tu

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CHORUS 2:
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Mas que nada
Um samba como esse do legal
Voc no vai querer
Que eu chegue no final

И почти на английском:

Mas Que Nada
Black Eyed Peas feat Sergio Mendes
Oariá raiô
Obá Obá Obá
Oariá raiô
Obá Obá Obá

mas que nada
black eyed peas came to make it hotter
we beat the party starters
bubblin up just like lava
like lava HEATED like a sauna
penetrating THROUGH your body armor
rhythmically we MASSAGE ya
with hip hop mixed up with samba
with samba so yes yes y`all
you know we never stop
we never rest y`all
the black eyed peas are keeping it funky fresh y`all
and we wont stop until we get Y’ALL, til we get Y’ALL sayin’

Oariá raiô
Obá Obá Obá
Oariá raiô
Obá Obá Obá

peter piper picked peppers but Tab rocked ryhmes
1,2,3, FOUR, several times
heavy rotation PLAYED by every kind
radio stations BLASTING EVERY mind
we crossing boundaries like everyday
TO ROCK YOUR ROBBIE BOBBIE BEAMER ON THE BAY
we got we got tab magnification tab magnified
like every day
so yes yes yall
you know we never stop we never rest y`all y`all
the black eyed peas are keeping it funky fressh y`all
and we wont stop until we get Y’ALL, til we get Y’ALL sayin

Oariá raiô
Obá Obá Obá (lá, lá, lá, lá, lá)
Oariá raiô
Obá Obá Obá

drop hot hot be my daily operation
got to put it work in this crazy occupation
gotta keep it movin’ that’s the motivation
gotta ride the waves and keep a tight relation
with my team keeping moving and doing it right
i’ve been in a lab every day til daylight
that’s the way things move in this FUNKY business
we took a old samba song and remixed it

Mas que nada
Sai da minha frente
Eu quero passar
Pois o samba esta animado
O que eu quero e sambar
Este samba
Que e misto de maracatu
E samba de preto velho
Samba de preto tu

mas que nada, we gonna make you feel lil hotter
the peas and Sergio Mendes heating up sambaaaa
bada, bada, bada, baaaaaa
sergio play your piano sergio play your yo yo yo yo piano (echoing)

check it out

Oariá raiô
Obá Obá Obá (lá, lá, lá, lá, lá)
Oariá raiô
Obá Obá Obá (lá, lá, lá, lá, lá)

Oariá raiô
Obá Obá Obá

(repeat two times)
Este samba
Que e misto de maracatu
E samba de preto velho
Samba de preto tu (lá, lá, lá, lá, lá)

Слова словами, но вы даже представить не можете, как здорово под неё танцевать!
Приходите танцевать самбу!

На последок, немного ссылок на музыку:

• Tamba Trio — Mas Que Nada (Сальса)
• Black Eyed Peas — Mas Que Nada (Самба + Хип Хоп)
• Видео ролики Mas Que Nada yf YouTube

Once You Had Gold
Enya

Once you had gold,
Once you had silver,
Then came the rains
out of the blue.
Ever and always.
Always and ever.
Time gave both darkness and dreams to you.

Now you can see
Spring becomes autumn,
leaves become gold
falling from view.
Ever and always.
Always and ever.
No-one can promise a dream come true,
Time gave both darkness and dreams to you.

What is the dark;
shadows around you,
why not take heart
in the new day?
Ever and always.
Always and ever.
No-one can promise a dream for you,
Time gave both darkness and dreams to you.
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Это надо слышать…. Почему-бы не сделать это в клубе спортивного танца? Места ещё есть

Lullaby
Yuki Kajiura

The snow in the air
To sing me a lullaby
My winter, come hither to me

The dark nights to come
So kiss me for good-bye
The grace of the godland is near to you

Show me the flowers invisible
Sing me the hymns inaudible
The wind is my voice
The moon is my heart
Come find me, I’m on every hills and fields
I’m here… ever your near…
(Sing for your love, gone so far in the past)
(Pray for the world, that you may rest in peace)

The snow in the air
To sing me a lullaby
The angel of rebirth is here

So let all your pain
Sleep within the husha-by
The grace of the godland
Grace of the godland
Grace of the godland is near…
So close to you

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Paul Carrack: Satisfy my soul

Satisfy my soul, let the day begin
make the evening roll, let the big sky in
satisfy my heart, it’s so good to feel
love is all around, and all the hurt will heal
oh, this is what my heart needs to feel
oh, this is what my heart needs to feel
satisfy my soul, take away this pain
something has to end,to begin again
satisfy my heart, it’s so good to feel
love is all around, and all the hurt will heal
oh healing, every moment, every wish you have comes true
healing, every feeling, that is about to come to you
satisfy my soul, let the day begin
make the evening roll, let the big sky in
satisfy my heart, it’s so good to feel
love is all around, and all the hurt will heal
oh this is what my heart needs to feel
oh this is what my heart needs to feel
( whoo, to feel)
oh this is what my heart needs to feel
( need to feel baby)
oh this is what my heart needs to feel
( ooh…

Billy-A-Dick

(BETTE MIDLER)

Every night while I’m undressin’,
sayin’ my prayers and lightly confessin’,
I can hear hot licks
from a set of drums upstairs.

Well, it couldn’t be Johnny ’cause he isn’t there;
Johnny’s overseas. We no not where.
But, believe it or not, every night on the dot
I can hear a tenor drum say:

Billy-a-dick, Billy-a-dick, tick, tack.
When’s that character comin’ back?
When’s that kid in the G.I. lid
gonna choo-choo down the track?

Poor ol’ me, I’m beat as can be,
and my rim has even started to rust.
Look at these sticks tryin’ to take out the licks,
they’re covered with an inch of dust, beep-a-dust.

Billy-a-dick, Billy-a-dick, tick, tack.
When’s that character comin’ back?
When’s that boy with the jumpin’ joy
gonna launch that last attack?

If he’ll roll, roll, roll like a drumstick;
Chewin’, chewin’, chewin’ on a gumstick.
Jack, we’ll soon have a Japenese derby
and beat it like a cymbal on a music rack.

Billy-a-dick, Billy-a-dick, tick, tack.
When’s that character comin’ back?
When’s that boy with the jumpin’ joy
gonna launch that last attack?

If he’ll roll, roll, roll like a drumstick;
Chewin’, chewin’, chewin’ on a gumstick.
Jack, we’ll soon have a Japenese derby
and beat it like a cymbal on a music rack.

Billy-a-dick, Billy-a-dick, tick, tack.
Billy-a-dick, Billy-a-dick, tick, tack.
Billy-a-dick, Billy-a-dick, tick, tack.
When’s that character comin’ back, Mom?

Nights In White Satin
(Justin Hayward)

Nights in white satin
Never reaching the end
Letters I’ve written
Never meaning to send

Beauty I’d always missed
With these eyes before
Just what the truth is
I can’t say anymore

Cause I love you
Yes I love you
Oh how I love you

Gazin at people
Some hand in hand
Just what I’m goin through
They can’t understand

Cause I love you
Yes I love you
Oh how I love you
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Итак,

In these shoes?

Kirsty MacColl

I once met a man with a sense of adventure
He was dressed to thrill wherever he went
He said «Let’s make love on a mountain top
Under the stars on a big hard rock»
I said «In these shoes?
I don’t think so»
I said «Honey, let’s do it here.»
So I’m sitting at a bar in Guadalajara
In walks a guy with a faraway look in his eyes
He said «I’ve got as powerful horse outside
Climb on the back, I’ll take you for a ride
I know a little place, we can get there for the break of day.»
I said «In these shoes?
No way, Jose»
I said «Honey, let’s stay right here.»

No le gusta caminar. No puede montar a caballo
(She doesn’t like to walk, she can’t ride a horse)
Como se puede bailar? Es un escandolo
(But the way she dances, it’s a scandal)

Then I met an Englishman
«Oh» he said
«Won’t you walk up and down my spine,
It makes me feel strangely alive.»
I said «In these shoes?
I doubt you’d survive.»
I said «Honey, let’s do it.
Let’s stay right here.»

No le gusta caminar. No puede montar a caballo
(She doesn’t like to walk, she can’t ride a horse)
Como se puede bailar? Es un escandolo
(But the way she dances, it’s a scandal)

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If I were a painting
Captured on canvas
Alone in the portrait I would stand
And brush strokes bold
Yet soft as a whisper
The work of a feminine hand

Caught in a still life
Surrounded by shadows
And lost in a background of blue

If I were a painting
My price would be pain
And the artist would have to be you

I imagine the colors
Would all run together
If you ever allowed me to cry
So don’t paint the tears
Just let me remember me
Without you in my eyes

It’s only the frame
That holds me together
Or else I would be falling apart

If I were a painting
I wouldn’t feel
And you wouldnt be breaking my heart