Текст песни Every Time We Say Goodbye - Danny Williams
                                                Everytime 
                                                we 
                                                say 
                                                goodbye,
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                die 
                                                    a 
                                                little,
 
                                    
                                
                                                Everytime 
                                                we 
                                                say 
                                                goodbye,
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                wonder 
                                                why 
                                                    a 
                                                little,
 
                                    
                                
                                                Why 
                                                the 
                                                Gods 
                                                above 
                                                me,
 
                                    
                                
                                                Who 
                                                must 
                                                be 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                know.
 
                                    
                                
                                                Think 
                                                so 
                                                little 
                                                of 
                                                me,
 
                                    
                                
                                                They 
                                                allow 
                                                you 
                                                to 
                                                go.
 
                                    
                                
                                                When 
                                                you're 
                                                near,
 
                                    
                                
                                                There's 
                                                such 
                                                an 
                                                air 
                                                of 
                                                spring 
                                                about 
                                                it,
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                can 
                                                hear 
                                                    a 
                                                lark 
                                                somewhere,
 
                                    
                                
                                                Begin 
                                                to 
                                                sing 
                                                about 
                                                it,
 
                                    
                                
                                                There's 
                                                no 
                                                love 
                                                song 
                                                finer,
 
                                    
                                
                                                But 
                                                how 
                                                strange 
                                                the 
                                                change
 
                                    
                                
                                                From 
                                                major 
                                                to 
                                                minor,
 
                                    
                                
                                                Everytime 
                                                we 
                                                say 
                                                goodbye.
 
                                    
                                
                                                When 
                                                you're 
                                                near,
 
                                    
                                
                                                There's 
                                                such 
                                                an 
                                                air 
                                                of 
                                                spring 
                                                about 
                                                it,
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                can 
                                                hear 
                                                    a 
                                                lark 
                                                somewhere,
 
                                    
                                
                                                Begin 
                                                to 
                                                sing 
                                                about 
                                                it,
 
                                    
                                
                                                There's 
                                                no 
                                                love 
                                                song 
                                                finer,
 
                                    
                                
                                                But 
                                                how 
                                                strange 
                                                the 
                                                change
 
                                    
                                
                                                From 
                                                major 
                                                to 
                                                minor,
 
                                    
                                
                                                Everytime 
                                                we 
                                                say 
                                                goodbye.
 
                                    
                                
                            1 Moon River
2 What Kind Of Fool Am I?
3 The Wounderful World of the Young
4 All Or Nothing At All
5 Autumn Leaves
6 Boy I Really Didn't Know What Hit Me
7 Love Is A Many Splendored Thing
8 I Talk To The Trees
9 Steppin' Out With My Baby
10 Every Time We Say Goodbye
11 I'm Beginning To See The Light
12 In Other Words (Fly Me To The Moon)
13 Jeannie
14 No Love, No Nothin'
15 Street Of Goodbyes
16 Tears
17 The Story Of A Starry Night
18 It Might As Well Be Spring
19 Stay As Sweet As You Are
20 We Will Never Be As Young As This Again
21 Portrait Of My Love
22 I've Got You Under My Skin
23 With These Hands
24 Danny Boy
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