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Fire and Ice

Demis Roussos

℗ 1971 Philips Records 6325 129

℗ 1971 Philips Records 6332 012: On the Greek Side of My Mind

Demis Roussos • 1971 • Fire and Ice

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Fire and Ice

(Stelios Vlavianos — Boris Bergman — Demis Roussos)

Fire and ice
Fire and ice
Shall the world end in fire or iñe
There's enough hate
Both will suffice
But will the man dice for death or life

Fire and ice
Fire and ice
Shall the world end in fire or iñe
Cats up on arms
Are watchin' mice
Grown into rats from an new device

There's enough hate
To seal man's fate
There's enough fire and ice

Thieves dice for their lives
Kings are loadin' dice
Building up their fame
On a dark crimson flame

As a lonesome child
I'd toss a kite on high
I blew birds on the sky
It's now so cold
Fellow kids have grown old

Thieves dice for their lives
Kings are loadin' dice
Building up their fame
On a dark crimson flame

As a lonesome child
I'd toss a kite on high
I blew birds on the sky
It's now so cold

The war is on every breast
So mister Twain said
The toy pistols are poppin'
And my buddin' years are fadin'
Fire and ice

She Came Up from the North (Tasteri Tou Voria)

(Manos Hadjidakis — Boris Bergman)

She came up from the north
On a star, riding high
She came up from the north
And I still don't know why
The sun got blackless when she came
My sundown would not be the same

She came up from the north
And I still don't?know why
The river?and the world had dried
And why she chose my place to die

Sleep beauty cries, dreaming the joys of night
See in you sleep, small pains will set and then we weep

She came up from the north
On a star riding high
She came up from the north
And she knocks at my door
I couldn't keep her anymore
The last one clashed on the floor

Good Days Have Gone

(Argiris Koulouris — Boris Bergman)

La-la-la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la-la

Bottle of milk on the shelf
She's gone I feed the dog myself
I do the cookin' and pick up the wood
Our watchdog barks clear and cold
For the old man is getting old
He thinks you will show?up?any?day now

You see now that good days have gone
Good days have gone now I'm alone
You see now that good days have gone
Good days have gone now I'm alone

Ain’t a man of high degree
That's what he said pointing at me
I'm just a no good son of farm
Ain't a man hip and tidy
She said when I would go sleepy
I know that I ain't a lovin' one

You see now that good days have gone
Good days have gone now I'm alone
You see now that good days have gone
Good days have gone now I'm alone

La-la-la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la-la

We Shall Dance

(Demis Roussos — Boris Bergman)

We shall dance, we shall dance
The day we get a chance
To pay off all the violins of the ball

We shall dance, we shall dance
The day we get a chance
To get a dime to buy back our souls

We shall dance, we shall sing
My dear love, O my spring
My love good days will come
You'll see the corn will grow in spring
My spring time
My spring time

We shall dance, we shall dance
The day we get a chance
To pay off all the violins of the ball

We shall dance, we shall stay
With the children at play
Lord I swear when the time comes, we'll pray
We shall dance, we shall sing
My dear love, O my spring

My love you'll have a house
With roof and walls
Fire with coal
My soul, my soul

We shall dance, we shall dance
The day we get a chance
To pay off all the violins of the ball

We shall dance, we shall stay
With the children at play
Lord I swear when the time comes, we'll pray

I Know I'll Do It Again (Tora Pou Megalossa)

(Kostas Hatzis — Boris Bergman)

When Easter time would ring a bell
I was so young, no more that ten
I longer for to drink and shave
I wish I were grown-up

The night have grown
The night I've shaved
And I have run by clap and pain
I've done things wrong, but anyway
I know I'll do again

Was it then summer of fall
Spring time, I don't recall
When you tip toe away from my heart

Was it then sun-up or dawn
Night time, I don't recall
When love were won't come
Came for the first time

Some burn the hearts
Some burn the land
But I am thrown on some the sand
That's all I've done
That's all I've plan
I know I'll do it again

When Easter time would ring a bell
I was so young, listen my son
I longer for a smoked gun
I wish I were grown-up

Was it then summer or fall
Spring time, I don't recall
Pot call, snow white look in my head

Was it then sun-up or dawn
Night time, I don't recall
Don't mind the pain
I know I'll do it again

(Merci à Linda Lawrence pour cettes paroles)

On the Greek Side of My Mind

(Demis Roussos — Boris Bergman)

At night the forest doesn't sleep
And lo… a tree was taught to speak
There is a tree and there is an island
On the Greek side of my mind

On the Greek side of my mind
Storm uprooted the tree
And it lay dead on the sand
But in truth it did not die

Come with me
Come with me and have no fear
And to it's stories lend an ear
For the tree spoke about ways that walk
On the Greek side of my mind

It dreamed about goddess
Goddess dyin' on a star ridin' high
It roamed up the mountains beyond
When you may see
You may see people shall be as masters free
On the Greek side of my mind

I've drawn signs on the sand
And through the pebbles
A light was streaming
I do not know when she came the gleaming
Who lives within?
Devils that sleep sound below the seven seas?
A prisoner?
A man set free?
A part of you

Something, just something of me
Those may you find
Those may you find
On the Greek side of my mind

At night the forest doesn't sleep
And lo… a tree was taught to speak
There is a tree and there is an island
On the Greek side of my mind

Storm uprooted the tree
And it lay dead on the sand
But in truth it did not die
Come, come with me

Come with me and have no fear
And to it's stories lend an ear
For the tree spoke about ways that walk
On the Greek side of my mind

It dreamed about a goddess
Dyin' on a star ridin' high
It roamed up the mountains beyond
Where you may see
You may see people shall be the masters free
On the Greek side of my mind
I've drawn signs on the sand
And through the pebbles
A light was streaming
I do not know when she came the gleaming

Who lives within?
Devils that sleep sound
Below the seven seas?
A prisoner?
A man set free?
A part of you

Something, something of me
Those may you find
Those may you find
On the Greek side of my mind

End of the Line

(Argiris Koulouris — Boris Bergman)

Why should I be running?
For me it's the end of the line
And dogs maybe chasing
Won't catch up with me if I die

And nobody will know where I'm heading
And putting up of paradise
Being keep on hunting
For me it's end of the line

Why should I be running?
For me it's the end of the line
And dogs may be chasing
Won't catch up with me if I die

I won't keep on jumping
That the end of the line
I won't keep on leaving
The win in truth of time

Where, where, where, where, where, where, where, where is my faith?
Funny, funny, funny, funny, funny, funny, funny, funny is my say
Funny, funny, funny, funny, funny, funny, funny is my say

Why should I be running?
For me it's the end of the line
And dogs maybe chasing
Won't catch up with me if I die

And nobody will know where I'm heading
And putting up of paradise
Being keep on hunting
For me it's end of the line…

My Blue Ship's A-Sailin'

(Argiris Koulouris — Boris Bergman — Demis Roussos)

My blue ship's a-sailing thru' the mist
While the wind's giving a cold kiss
On my sails which grope for a shore
Storm is now ragin' at my door

On my sails which grope for a shore
I wrote down those words
I love you
I wrote down those words
My love

La, la, la…
Ooh…

There is not a sound and no lighthouse
To light me the way in your arms
Shall I see your eyes, shall I be back
I sailed many miles to your heart

I'll sail off the rocks which are trying
To whisk us on locks of the dying
If I sail on rocks my beloved
I'll carve down the words of our love

Mountains Beyond

(Argiris Koulouris — Boris Bergman)

La la la…

It's a long and stony way
That we'll walk so as to rest and play
We won't to shun off mankind
That weak the dream and the kind
To mountains beyond

It's a black and morning sun
That will mourn and walk on to this land
Dreams and socks in a suitcase
And we'll fly a bird a phrase
To mountains beyond

Mountains beyond
Do we belong
To the grey side of your gleen
Mountains beyond
I sing your song
And see your river unseen, unseen

Guettos won't stand on that shore
And the naked soldier has no sword
He's just got an axe and plough
To shape up the woods below
To mountains beyond

O My Friends You've Been Untrue to Me

(Demis Roussos — Boris Bergman)

O my friends you've been untrue to me
As my heart went astray
When my love chose to lurk in the sea
To live her own way

And all of you have run off the dance
That sadness kept for me
O my friends you've been untrue to me
You stole my heart away

Hey my heart, let me be
Hang on back to the trees
My sad memory
Please my heart, let me be

Free in my so late dreams
Early in the morning
Free in my so late dreams
Early in the morning

Lord of the Flies

(Jean-Pierre Pouret — Boris Bergman)

Lord of the flies spare my life
Lord of the flies spare my life
Lord of the flies spare my life
Lord of the flies spare my life

Come, come, sweet nightingale
I'm gonna tell you my sad story
Stay, stay sweet nightingale
Until the night takes over me

Lord of the flies spare my life
Lord of the flies spare my life
Lord of the flies spare my life
Lord of the flies spare my life

I was born in a land
That lies beneath the Seven Seas
I was in love with a girl of sand
Locked in a castle with no keys

Lord of the flies spare my life
Lord of the flies spare my life
Lord of the flies spare my life
Lord of the flies spare my life

Satan, give me the key
That will untether my sweet dream girl
Then cry to me, say to me
Your soul is mine the day I set her free
Lord of the flies spare my life
Lord of the flies spare my life
Lord of the flies spare my life
Lord of the flies spare my life

Leave me sweet nightingale
Now that you know all of my story
Fly and fly sweet nightingale
Then tell the devil that I'm ready

Oh, Lord of The Flies, Spare my life
Lord of the flies spare my life
Lord of the flies spare my life
Lord of the flies spare my life

Without You

(Stamatis Spanoudakis — Boris Bergman)

Without you
When the moon is on the hill
And the world is standing still
That's the time you vanish

From my eyes
When I try so hard to find
What it is you left behind
Why I'm helpless on my own

Without you
It's true, or is it just a dream
I'm blue and blue I'll always seem

Without you
I will always try to find
What it is you left behind
Why I'm helpless on my own

Without you, without you
Without you, without you