Текст песни Every Time We Say Goodbye, Ella Fitzgerald
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Everytime we say goodbye, I die a little,
Everytime we say goodbye, I wonder why a little, Why the Gods above me, who must be in the know. Think so little of me, they allow you to go. When you re near, there s such an air of spring about it, I can hear a lark somewhere, begin to sing about it, There s no love song finer, but how strange the change from major to minor, Everytime we say goodbye. When you re near, there s such an air of spring about it, I can hear a lark somewhere, begin to sing about it, There s no love song finer, but how strange the change from major to minor, Everytime we say goodbye. |