Schlagwort-Archive: Figli Di Madre Ignota

Figli di Madre Ignota – Daddy Lollo

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Figli di Madre Ignota – Theme from Paradise

Could it be the little things you do to me
Like waking up beside you it’s so new to me
Life can be so full of danger in the dark
there lurks a stranger
I just can’t
Imagine what he wants of me

When I’m with you it’s paradise
No place on earth could be so nice
Through the crystal waterfall
I hear you call
Just take my hand it’s paradise
You kiss me once
I’ll kiss you twice
And as I gaze in to your eyes
I realize it’s paradise

It’s right out of something from a fairy tale
A terribly exciting and a scary tale
It’s nothing I could ever make up
Am I dreaming will I wake up
Just to find out this is the reality

Just take my hand it’s paradise
You kiss me once
I’ll kiss you twice
And as I gaze in to your eyes
I realize it’s paradise

And as I gaze in to your eyes
I realize it’s paradise


30-11-2009 – Figli di Madre Ignota – Hernando’s Hideaway

I know a dark, secluded place
A place where no one knows your face!
A glass of wine, a fast embrace
It’s called Hernando’s Hideaway, a-way!

All you see are silhouettes
And all you hear are castanets
And no one cares how late it gets
Not at Hernando’s hideaway, a-way!

At the Golden Finger Bowl or anyplace you go
You will meet your Uncle Max and everyone you know
But if you go to the spot that I am thinking of
You will be free to gaze at me and talk of love
Just knock three times and whisper low
That you and I were sent by Joe
Then strike and match and you will know
You’re in Hernando’s hideaway, a-way!


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