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Softly Playing Songs for Lovers


The truth is a flexible notion

And what's right often later seems wrong

Promises can always be broken

So I learned to trust the honesty of song

 

I walked by the Yarra river

And heard a mysterious call

Melodies coursing under his fingers

With the strangest lament and a dangerous smile

 

Softly playing songs for lovers

 

And when the years have turned our hair silver

And time has marched and marched and marched on

Memories of our being together

With the voice of our love ... accordion

 

Softly playing songs for lovers

 

The truth is a flexible notion

What's right often later seems wrong

Promises can always be broken

So I fixed my trust on the honesty of song

 

 

Darling ... Keep it to Yourself


Hello

How nice

You've got some good advice

About how I should live my life

Well, I'm sure you're right

 

I've got a job that pays

And I have a man that stays

Oh I know that my hair is going grey

But darling you're in my way

Darling ... keep it to yourself

 

'Cause if I don't have you

Telling me what to do

I reckon I'll survive

 

I got fit and I'm getting thin

I'm even going out again

You know darling I just can't win, and so

And so I sing

Darling ... keep it to yourself

 

Darling if I don't have you

Telling me what to do

I reckon I'll survive

 

I got fit and I'm getting thin

I'm even going out again

You know I just can't win, and so

And so I sing

Darling ... keep it to yourself

 

You are compelled

I'm not myself

'Though I'm sure that you mean well

Why don't you go to hell

And darling ... keep it to yourself


 

Dance with Me


Craving, I am craving your company

Waiting, I am waiting impatiently

Turn 'round, look this way

Feel the music's sway

Ba diddle iddle ah, Ba diddle ah

Come my darling and dance with me

 

Crazy, I'm half crazy in desperate need

Save me, won't you save me from indignity

Hear my yearning strings

I'm your violin

Ba diddle iddle ah, Ba diddle ah

Come my darling and dance with me

 

Together we will move as one

Round and round we'll go

Feel my body trembling

Two entwined in tango

 

Crazy, I'm half crazy in desperate need

Save me, won't you save me from indignity

Hear my yearning strings

I'm your violin

Ba diddle iddle ah, Ba diddle ah

Come my darling and dance with me

Ba diddle iddle ah, Ba diddle ah

Come my darling and dance with me

 

 

Song of Hope


Yesterday I met your family

Adam and the ones you didn't see

I recall your poem from '43

Filled with hope

 

"Your body and soul so lovely

My companion in misery

Even through the tears shed secretly

I'm full of hope"

 

Honour to the man who forged me a passport

Taking mortal risk

Identity renewed

If there is a God I pray He protect him

Great honour to you

 

And honour to the girl who heard me sleep talking

Using Jewish words

Said nothing though she knew

If there is a God I pray He protect her

Great honour to you

 

And I forgive the ones who hated us

It'd always been like this

And I forgive the ones who murdered us

I forgive, I forgive

 

Honour to the boy who when I was hiding

Distracted the dogs

For a pair of shoes

If there is a God, I pray He protect him

Great honour to you

 

And honour to my friend and my protector

She who kept us safe

Who told us what to do

If there is a God I know you are with Him

Great, great honour to you

 

 

 

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Last Drive in Marseilles (by Ruth Roshan)

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We met when I was just seventeen
I loved you before
You're driving through the streets of Marseilles
You're angry, I'm bored
The rain is bucketing down
I long to stray
What's this, you think the car's broken down
You're walking away

To drois me quitter tout a l'heure
On dirait qu'il pleut dans tes yeux
(meaning:  you must leave me know, I see it is raining in your eyes)

We met when I was far too young
I love you no more
I'm driving through the streets of Marseilles
Your gestures ignored
The rain has turned to hail now
You'll wish I'd stayed
Au revoir, unfortunate one
I'm driving away

 

Tango for a Girl Child (by Ruth Roshan)

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A young mother walks through streets and alleyways holding the hand of her girl child. 
The child’s large brown eyes already see there is rubbish blowing about in the wind and she knows to avoid edges and shadows with their "Stones" in urine smell.

But the child feels the love which bursts her mother’s heart through her hand and she points out a trinket from a packet of crisps. The child’s joy penetrates her mother and she start to sing…

Creep to my bed at the hour of dawn … we will sleep in embrace … keep each other warm.     Smile … let me absorb your joy.  Oh my girl, my girl, my girl.
 
Time passes.  The child is almost grown, the mother … not so young.  Some boys are leaning against a wall and the mother knows they are watching her child on the cusp of womanhood.  

She knows that type of boy … how he would be if she weren’t there.  And she knows she is not always there, will not always be there.  Love and rage fill her eyes with tears and she steels herself for the final departure of the child in her child …
Creep to me at the hour of dawn … we will sleep in embrace … keep each other warm.     Smile … let me absorb your joy.  Oh my girl, my girl, my girl.

My girl, my girl
Humm

Strange Games (by Ruth Roshan)

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HLt-NEc-OS0

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You take my arm and hold it tightly
We go downstairs, I quiver slightly
Your face is pale, your arms are slender
In certain lights you could seem tender

The air is cold, tonight you’re gentle
You tie the ropes and fetch the candles
A shaft of moonlight through the window
You turn and tell me that I must be still.

Strange games in our secret play
You’ve made sure that I will stay
You know I always go along
With anything you want

Take me from life’s masquerade
Seal me in your velvet cape
The gentle moonlight on your skin
The pain begins…

Instrumental

We drink the wine, we dance the tango
My heart beats fast, oh where will this go
A passing cloud obscures the moonlight
A promise broken in the dead of night

Spare me from your sharpened blade
Strange games wish I’d never played
My God what happened to our long
Forbidden song?

Free me from this tourniquet
Hold me in your velvet cape
The dark illumines consequence
Strips me of defense
My journey ends.

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