Спускалась ночная прохлада Lyrics & Chords By Ingrid Bergman

We got trouble How much trouble Too much trouble Well now don't you frown Just knuckle down and Knock on Wood Who's unhappy We're unhappy How unhappy Too unhappy ...read more

I hate men! I can't abide them, even now and then! Than ever marry one of them I'd rest a maiden rather, For husbands are a boring lot and only give you bother! Of course...read more

Romance, a play boy who is born each spring To teach the nightingale to sing A very pretty song: "I love you". Romance, a legend on an old brocade, A prince who tells a country...read more

Jealousy, night and day you torture me I sometimes wonder, if this spell that I'm under Can only be a melody, for I know no one but me Has won your heart, but when the music...read more

I have heard all you've been saying Yet I will love in my own way Lonely as a desert breeze I may wonder where I please Yet I keep on longing Just to rest a while Where a...read more