℗ 1971 Philips Records 6325 129
℗ 1971 Philips Records 6332 012: On the Greek Side of My Mind
«Fire and Ice» — äåáþòíûé ñîëüíûé àëüáîì, ïåðâîå èçäàíèå, ãðå÷åñêîãî ïåâöà Äåìèñà Ðóññîñà. |
(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
(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
(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
(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
(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)
(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
(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…
(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
(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
(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
(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
(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