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Jon And Vangelis Album


The Best of Jon & Vangelis (1984)
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(Like the title says, lyrics not in English. Anyone care to translate?)

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You ask me where to begin
Am I so lost in my sin
You ask me where did I fall
I'll say I can't tell you when
But if my spirit is lost
How will I find what is near
Don't question I'm not alone
Somehow I'll find my way home

My sun shall rise in the east
So shall my heart be at peace
And if you're asking me when
I'll say it starts at the end
You know your will to be free
Is matched with love secretly
And talk will alter your prayer
Somehow you'll find you are there

Your friend is close by your side
And speaks in far ancient tongue
A season's wish will come true
All seasons begin with you
One world we all come from
One world we melt into one
Just hold my hand and we're there
Somehow we're going somewhere
Somehow we're going somewhere

You ask me where to begin
Am I so lost in my sin
You ask me where did I fall
I'll say I can't tell you when
But if my spirit is strong
I know it can't be long
No questions I'm not alone
Somehow I'll find my way home
Somehow I'll find my way home
Somehow I'll find my way home
Somehow I'll find my way home

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State of life-may I live-may I love
Coming out the sky, I name me a name
Coming out-silver word-what it is
It is the very nature of the sound the game
Siamese, Indionese. To Tibet treat the life
As a game, if you please
Coming up-Carabi-this sense of freedom
Derives from a medative State
Movin' on, 'believe' that's it, call it magic
Third world, it is, I only guessed it
Shablam idi Shablam ida
Shablam idi Shablam ida
Shablam idi Shablam ida
Shot to the soul-the flame of Oroladin
The essence of the word
The 'State Of Independance'
Sounds like a signal from you
Bring me to meet your sound
And I will bring to you my heart
Love like a signal you call
Touching my body my soul
Bring to me, you to meet me here
Home be the temple of your heart
Home be the body of your love
Just like Holy water to my lips
Yes I do know how I survive
(Yes I do know) know why I'm alive
To love and be with you
Day by day by day by day
Say-Aye yaya oh
'Be the sound of higher love' today
Time, time again, it is said
We will hear, we will see
See it all-in his wisdom-hear
His truth will abound the land
This truth will abound the land
This State of independance shall be
This State of independance shall be

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Out in the woods we play our songs
And travel through the woodlands together
In the light of heaven
And the silence of the world.
Keeping in touch with the sun
Keeping it for everyone
Latter day dreams that come your way
Will gather in the light
Everything about today just mellows
In the ligght: in your eyes.
I think about silent list
Drowned this summer, travel light
All the deeds and the candlelight
But there is no explaining it
Let the weary come around-one more time-
One more time
Let the weary come one more time around.
I should have guessed that things
Were getting out of hand, the other day
When you told me that you'd gone and left
Your father's ways behind
and you thought that you, couldn't understand him
Well, he didn't really answer the dreams
That you'd planned
So you chased around, all those times,
That come between you, yourself and yourself,
One more time, one more time, one more time
Did you have to think about it, one more time
Put yourself under pressure one more time,
One more time.
Things are looking better now
I heard you say the other day that you knew
So many times I've tried to understand,
We go through
Then again it's the morning light
That can catch my heart aflame
Just the thought of your sweet face
Over and over again
Over and over again
Over and over again
Over and over and over and over and over again.
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You me, me you, when will we be,
LOve goes on, no hurry, tell me,
That I know whatever has to be.
Since dreams have their reasons anyway
All the good love stories, have their glory
Yours the winds flowing on and on and on and on
And on and on
Let the winter winds of old
Take the water to the sea
As the maan turned into light
Like the forest of the west
They were caarrying the fire
Like the boats that sail the waves
In the gardens of belief
Meditate us turn the ky
For if trouble shares your tears
Rereturning once again and again and again and again
Rereturning once again and again and again and again
For the many to be sure
That's why children seem to know the reason why
True knowledge of believing is believing
I'll find a truth and then believe it to the end
It seems so easy as my life and I begin to know why
Are we to everything a play within a play.
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Eric Wincentsen
[email protected]
Glendale Community College,
Glendale, Arizona
"Give me some sugar, baby!"
-Ash, "Army of Darkness"
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She came, as in the book, Mickey Spillane
That Saturday night dark masquerade
Had filled his friend with lead, the same, sweetheart
But then, as nothing happens quite the same
Investigation is the game
He had to check her story right away-he dead
Sam Space his buddy Archer first to go he got it
She spelt it out, how could they know the 'Fatman' got it
-he dead
Her sister didn't really live at all-confusion-he dead
His chase led to the Fatman, to face the friends of
Mr. Cairo
That night, the double crosser got it right
Pretending he was really dim
He slipped to Sam a double gin (Mickey Finn)
He woke, the boys had gone, but not his gun
They'd left a note to lead him on
The chase to find the Maltese Falcon-you bet-
Early thirties gangster movies
Set to spellbind population
From Chicago to Hong Kong
Via Istanbul the Talking Tong
Dirty rats thru' prohibition
Money flowed thru gangsterism
Acting out his fantasy
In Hollywoods vicinity
The best part for the best rendition
Al Capone he sent to prison
Citizen Kane came fast and quickly
Conquerin ol' New York City
Poking fun at superstition
Media became television
Give me Cagney anyday
Or Jimmy Stewart for President
Or Edward 'G' and all those guys
Who always shoot between the eyes
Between the eyes
Between the eyes
Father love do you work, do you work for Mother
Chances could call, and accept that, be no other
Science as it might, disappear correspond with colour
Chance is the fruit, will outlive, what is now the brother
Call for total wealth to distribute like a picture
In black and white, give it joy, give it, let it hit you
Spoil our existence by extreme gift to population
Father love do you work, do you work for Mother
Tell me straight be the Godfather be no other
Media Kings give us now give us total movie
Now being here, being now, being here believing
One on one to talk to you
Like film stars they get close to you
You've mirrored his appeal
He wants you so, he wants to be beside you
Then you pass by giving him the other side of you
Like the mystics do
So that every time he moves, he moves for you
Soul and light can always see
The metting of true love and she
This silent night and I,
I guess a lonely mind might see
I've seen love on the screen
I've seen a screen goddesss and me-oh
How often this, how often, this the power of you
And so, I must confess
Whatever I see
I'm meant to be there with you
With you with you With you, with you
Silent golden movies, talkies, technicolour, long ago
My younger ways stand clearer, clearer than
my footprints
Stardom greats I've followed closely
Closer than the nearest heartbeat
Longer that expected-ther were great-
Oh love oh love just to see them
Acting on the silver screen, oh my
Clark Gable, Fairbanks, Maureen O'Sullivan
Fantasy would fill my life and I
Love fantasy so much
Did you see in the morning light
I really talked, yes I did, to Gods early dawning light
And I was privileged to be as I am to this day
To be with you. To be with you

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Outside of this inside of that
The memory lingers so right
Completely as that
We've loved a long time, be my friend, I need you
Inside of this and outside of that
There's so much more to finding out
How we forever simply feel the way the wayward-winds
that hide the storms at night
Like the winter came, it changed our lives
We were very merry to be there
Our love, get used to being this way
Our love, once again a story really true creates a sound
so good-That it's true
Outside of this
Inside of that
There are words that come with time
Like love songs they seem self written
So true, they seem so true
I work a moments time
And feel this is one of lifes mysteries
Bringing a smile
'Cos I know wot it does to you
So I'm trying to pass it thru
Trying for you
Countless variations of the memory the state
The mere emotion of getting round
Crazy understandings of the way we tilt the light
But it shines when we make the sound
Don't live by mistakes
We can dance to your tune
But there's this whole understanding
And it's coming I guess-I know-
I hope that you can get into this
To this
I was there and then and then
You were there and then and then
We were there the beginning of time
I was there and then and then
You were there and then and then
We were there the beginning of time

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Out of the mist into tropical splendour
With garlands of flowers
In Majestical fusion we see tonight
On to this sacred reunion of pleasure
They row as a rhythm, ten thousands of millions
They touch the Light
King is sailing they say
King is sailing we hear
King is sailing they say
King is sailing this day of days of days
Cocasaya Tay Toca
(Printed lyrics show the following which is left out entirely in recording)
( Drums beating faster thru' harder excitement
( The wings bring the Angels
( They singing of Truth that this day has come
(
( Older than oldest religions have promised
( A promise is kept on this Golden Reflection
( His Kingdom Come
King is coming they sing
King is coming they know
King is coming we sing
King is coming we know Kotao Kotao Kotao
All the souls he to touch
All the souls he to touch
All the souls he to touch
All the millions of souls he to touch, he to touch
Cocasaya Kotao Kotao
Heaven set sail in His ship full of light
He trancends all our love
To caress all our fears
In a moment Divine
Weakest and Strongest will dance in delight
All illuminous our Saviour they bringing him forth
All will sing to the Night
Our true Kingdom come
Our true Kingdom come
Our true Kingdom come
Our true Kingdom come
Higher, Than Higher, Than Higher, Than Higher, Than Higher
Ahhs...
Foreign language chant (repeated lots of times to the fade out)

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After the first embrace from you my senses knew
The look of love was in your eyes
and after we first make love our senses tingle to
The touch oh how we hypnotize
Oh, to get the feeling on and on
Oh, just to get the feeling

Holding you closer in my arms we drift to heaven
Bringing in the morning light
And after all is said and done there's only us
We can make it right
So, our love will carry on and on
Now our love will be free, be free.

And when we play, love don't delay, I hear you now
For what was then, is what is now, anyhow
As I became a guest of love's tune hear again
We'll carry on together like today.

After the first embrace from you I
After the first embrace from you I want you too

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