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Bài hát Sake Of The Song - Blackmore's Night . The moon must be an angel, her halo surely heaven sent. Watching from above should the bells forget to ring. And we but lonely travelers, following a
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stood a little nervous. Half lit by the neon light. That flashed in many colours. Through the darkness of the night. . The skin on his face. Like a well worn saddle. Smiled as he said goodnight
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again and again. The sound of music. Flowing through my head. So rare. I'm walking on air. . Melody of love. Sing that song for me yeah. I want to hear somebody sing. Melody of love. Oh take me
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My thoughts go back to a heavenly dance. A moment of bliss we spent. Our hearts were filled with a song of romance. As into the night we went. And sang to our hearts' content. . The song is
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My thoughts go back to a heavenly dance. A moment of bliss we spent. Our hearts were filled with a song of romance. As into the night we went. And sang to our hearts' content. . The song is
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again and again. The sound of music. Flowing through my head. So rare. I'm walking on air. . Melody of love. Sing that song for me yeah. I want to hear somebody sing. Melody of love. Oh take me
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night is yours. The night is yours, the night is yours! Go ahead and stop the hands of time. And you're close to the melody inside of your mine!. Baby, take this opportunity to make all your dreams
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of the night, we're creatures of the night, hey Breathing in the madness, spitting out the lies. Searching for an answer, keep your alibis. Don't know where we're goin', just know where we've been
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26. In Vietnam he was 19. In-in-in Vietnam he was 19 The shooting and fighting of the past two weeks continued today. 25 miles west of Saigon. I really wasn't sure what was going on Ni-ni-ni 19, 19
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Midnight on the hill I heard the thunder fill. The stillness of the night. It hit me like a slap, you're never comin' back. From the stillness of the night. It was never black or white, neither
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In the still of the night. As I gaze out of my window. And the moon in its flight. All thoughts, all stray to you In the still of the night. While the world lies in slumber. Oh, the times
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In the still of the night. As I gaze from of my window. At the moon in its flight. My thoughts all stray to you. In the still of the night. While the world is in slumber. Oh the times without
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of the rhythm of the night. Dance until the morning light. Forget about the worries on your mind. You can leave them all behind. To the beat of the rhythm of the night. Oh the rhythm of the night
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of the rhythm of the night. Dance until the morning light. Forget about the worries on your mind. You can leave them all behind. To the beat of the rhythm of the night. Oh the rhythm of the night
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World War ii the average age of the combat soldier was 25. In Vietnam he was 19. In inininininin Vietnam he was 19. In inininininin Vietnam he was 19
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World War ii the average age of the combat soldier was 25. In Vietnam he was 19. In inininininin Vietnam he was 19. In inininininin Vietnam he was 19
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. . To the beat of the rhythm of the night, dance until the morning light. Forget about the worries on your mind, you can leave them all behind. To the beat of the rhythm of the night,. Oh, the rhythm
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The song is ended. But the melody lingers on. You and the song are gone. But the melody lingers on The night was splendid. And the melody seemed to say. Summer will pass away. Take your
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Deep Within the Corners of My Mind. Artist Melody Gardot. Deep within the corners of my mind. I keep a memory of your faces. And I only pull it out. when I long for your embrace. Deep within the
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of the night, find their love where they might. We're all hunters of the night. Yeah She can see her lonely stranger, standing in the cold street corner light. There in the night. She can feel his
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Talk to me. Want my love. Talk to me. But not that stuff. You ain't enough. Using my love. You call for me. Again I see. In the heat of the night. (You lose your heart and sell your soul). I lose
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. . To the beat of the rhythm of the night, dance until the morning light. Forget about the worries on your mind, you can leave them all behind. To the beat of the rhythm of the night,. Oh, the rhythm
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with their hand on their heart, about. Deeds done in the darkest hours. That's just the sort of catchy little melody. To get you singing in the showers Oh, I know that I'm ungrateful, I've got it
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Where the blue of the night. Meets the gold of the day. Someone waits for me. . And the gold of her hair. Crowns the blue of her eyes. Like a halo, tenderly. . If only I could see her. Oh
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Where the blue of the night. Meets the gold of the day. Someone waits for me. . And the gold of her hair. Crowns the blue of her eyes. Like a halo, tenderly. . If only I could see her. Oh
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, tremulous and tender. Turn your face away from the garish light of day. Turn your thoughts away from cold, unfeeling light. And listen to the music of the night. . Close you eyes and surrender to your
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Song Of The Night - Bastille. Rhythm is a dancer,. It's a soul's companion,. People feel it everywhere,. Lift your hands and voices,. Free your mind and join us,. You can feel it in the air,. Oh oh
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Song Of The Night - Bastille. Rhythm is a dancer,. It's a soul's companion,. People feel it everywhere,. Lift your hands and voices,. Free your mind and join us,. You can feel it in the air,. Oh oh
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we made. Just the two of us. In the night on the waves Moving silent her lips. By the moon's only light. Sowing silver prayers. In the blanket of night The ocean. That bears us from our home
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Sun goes down on a silky day. Quarter moon walkin' through the Milky Way. Oh, you and me, baby. We could think of somethin' to do It's the right time of the night. The stars are winkin' above
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Middle of the night hold on till morning. We will see the light love is spawning. Middle of the night hold on forever. We'll know when it's right all together When will we listen. When will we
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In the still of the night. As I gaze from my window. At the moon in its flight. My thoughts all stray to you. . In the still of the night. While the world is in slumber. Oh, the times without
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includes part of the leather conversation Guitar solo from Inca Roads. Hammersmith Odeon, London. February 19, 1979. engineer Mick Glossop FZ lead guitar. Warren Cuccurullo rhythm guitar. Denny
