2/25/2011
Nana Mouskouri - Yesterday's Dreams
bellecourse | Feb 24, 2011 | 1 likes, 0 dislikes
Nana Mouskouri - Yesterday's Dreams
composition : S.Tyson
Yesterday' s dreams
Like birds in the winter
Have gathered together
And flown to the sun
Yesterday' s promises
Like shells in the ocean
All shattered and broken
Like yesterday' s dreams
You are my harbour
My dream of tomorrow
My promise of sunshine
My shield from the storm
My sweet companion
We' ll journey together
And not be defeated
By yesterday' s dreams
La la la la.. la.. lala lalala la..
Lala la lala la.. Lala la lalala
Yesterday' s dreams
Like birds in the winter
Have gathered together
And flown to the sun
Yesterday' s promises
Like shells in the ocean
All shattered and broken
Like yesterday' s dreams
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2/24/2011
Costas Dourountzis - Nana Mouskouri - "Greek medley" on German TV (1983)
CostasDourountzis | Feb 23, 2011 | 2 likes, 0 dislikes
Costas Dourountzis: Musical director, keyboards, guitar, bouzouki & vocals with Nana Mouskouri (1983).
Germany (TV show). From left to right: Youssie Allie: bouzouki,
Patrick Tenière: bass, Jacky Bourbasquet-Pichard: drums,
Jo Pucheu: percussion, Marc Beacco: guitar and Costas Dourountzis: bouzouki.
Dancers: Barry Collins ballet.
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Nana Mouskouri - The Rose 1981
bellecourse | Feb 23, 2011 | 4 likes, 0 dislikes
Nana Mouskouri - The Rose 1981 A.Mc Broom Arrgts. A.Goraguer BBC : World of ...
bellecourse | Feb 23, 2011 | 4 likes, 0 dislikes
Nana Mouskouri - The Rose 1981
A.Mc Broom
Arrgts. A.Goraguer
BBC : World of Music 1981
Some say love, it is a river
That drowns the tender reed
Some say love, it is razor
That leaves your soul to bleed
Some say love, it is a hunger
An endless aching need
I say love, it is a flower
And you its only seed
It's the heart afraid of breaking
That never learns to dance
Its the dream afraid of waking
That never takes the chance
It's the one who won't be taken
Who cannot seem to give
And the soul afraid of dying
That never learns to live
When the night has been too lonely
And the road has been too long
And you think that love is only
For the lucky and the strong
Just remember in the winter
Far beneath the bitter snows
Lies the seed that with the sun's love
In the spring becomes the rose
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2/23/2011
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