paroles de chanson Song Of The Old Lovers - Laurika Rauch
                                                In 
                                                spite 
                                                of 
                                                all 
                                                we′re 
                                                still 
                                                together
 
                                    
                                
                                                So 
                                                many 
                                                years 
                                                of 
                                                smiles 
                                                and 
                                                tears
 
                                    
                                
                                                How 
                                                many 
                                                times 
                                                we'd 
                                                part 
                                                forever
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                    I 
                                                would 
                                                leave 
                                                for 
                                                parts 
                                                unknown
 
                                    
                                
                                                    A 
                                                day 
                                                    a 
                                                week 
                                                and 
                                                I′d 
                                                feel 
                                                terror
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                crumble 
                                                on 
                                                the 
                                                telephone
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                then 
                                                in 
                                                bed 
                                                we'd 
                                                play 
                                                confessions
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                tell 
                                                the 
                                                truth, 
                                                what 
                                                truth 
                                                we 
                                                knew
 
                                    
                                
                                                That's 
                                                how 
                                                it′s 
                                                been 
                                                with 
                                                me 
                                                and 
                                                you
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                then 
                                                we′d 
                                                start 
                                                upon 
                                                    a 
                                                new 
                                                digression
 
                                    
                                
                                                Oh 
                                                my 
                                                love
 
                                    
                                
                                                My 
                                                old, 
                                                my 
                                                sweet, 
                                                my 
                                                gentle 
                                                love
 
                                    
                                
                                                From 
                                                year 
                                                to 
                                                year 
                                                as 
                                                all 
                                                the 
                                                seasons 
                                                fall
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                love 
                                                you 
                                                more 
                                                you 
                                                know
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                love 
                                                you
 
                                    
                                
                                                In 
                                                spite 
                                                of 
                                                all 
                                                we're 
                                                still 
                                                together
 
                                    
                                
                                                So 
                                                many 
                                                years 
                                                of 
                                                smiles 
                                                and 
                                                tears
 
                                    
                                
                                                How 
                                                many 
                                                times 
                                                    I 
                                                found 
                                                another
 
                                    
                                
                                                But 
                                                you 
                                                loved 
                                                others 
                                                too, 
                                                my 
                                                dear
 
                                    
                                
                                                    A 
                                                day 
                                                    a 
                                                week 
                                                and 
                                                I′d 
                                                need 
                                                pardon
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                fumble 
                                                out 
                                                the 
                                                key 
                                                for 
                                                home
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                take 
                                                    a 
                                                wound 
                                                that 
                                                went 
                                                unhealing
 
                                    
                                
                                                For 
                                                you'd 
                                                forgive 
                                                without 
                                                forgiving
 
                                    
                                
                                                But 
                                                of 
                                                course 
                                                we 
                                                went 
                                                on 
                                                living
 
                                    
                                
                                                Our 
                                                sorrows 
                                                locked 
                                                in 
                                                Christmas 
                                                seals
 
                                    
                                
                                                Oh 
                                                my 
                                                love
 
                                    
                                
                                                My 
                                                old, 
                                                my 
                                                sweet, 
                                                my 
                                                gentle 
                                                love
 
                                    
                                
                                                From 
                                                year 
                                                to 
                                                year 
                                                as 
                                                all 
                                                the 
                                                seasons 
                                                fall
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                love 
                                                you 
                                                more 
                                                you 
                                                know
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                love 
                                                you
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                sometimes 
                                                we 
                                                were 
                                                almost 
                                                open
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                sometimes 
                                                we 
                                                would 
                                                almost 
                                                touch
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                think 
                                                we 
                                                wanted 
                                                very 
                                                little
 
                                    
                                
                                                But 
                                                that 
                                                always 
                                                seemed 
                                                too 
                                                much
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                did 
                                                we 
                                                say 
                                                we 
                                                wanted 
                                                children
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                really 
                                                cannot 
                                                quite 
                                                recall
 
                                    
                                
                                                What 
                                                we 
                                                wanted 
                                                was 
                                                our 
                                                freedom
 
                                    
                                
                                                To 
                                                dance 
                                                through 
                                                life 
                                                    I 
                                                think 
                                                that′s 
                                                all
 
                                    
                                
                                                We 
                                                are 
                                                just 
                                                surrealist 
                                                pilgrims
 
                                    
                                
                                                Melting 
                                                clocks 
                                                in 
                                                marble 
                                                halls
 
                                    
                                
                                                Oh 
                                                my 
                                                love
 
                                    
                                
                                                My 
                                                old, 
                                                my 
                                                sweet, 
                                                my 
                                                gentle 
                                                love
 
                                    
                                
                                                From 
                                                year 
                                                to 
                                                year 
                                                as 
                                                all 
                                                the 
                                                seasons 
                                                fall
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                love 
                                                you 
                                                more 
                                                you 
                                                know
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                love 
                                                you 
                                                ... 
                                                still
 
                                    
                                 
                            1 Die Mense Op Die Bus
2 Straattroebadoere
3 Dis Die Storie Van My Hart
4 Stoomtrein
5 Aai-Aai
6 Die Mense Wat Ek Lief Het
7 Song Of The Old Lovers
8 Die Lied Van Die Natuur
9 Kom Laat Ons Sing - Deel Een
10 Kom Laat Ons Sing - Deel Twee
11 'N Sonneblom Uit Bethlehem
12 Kom Sny Die Papaja
13 Kabouterliefde (Vir Simone)
14 Vier Seisoene Kind
15 Ou Swart Kitaar
16 Nalekokers
17 Sonvanger
18 Alleen
19 Marieke
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