Текст песни Every Time We Say Goodbye - Ella Fitzgerald
                                                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
 
                                    
                                
                                                Every 
                                                time 
                                                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
 
                                    
                                
                                                Every 
                                                time 
                                                we 
                                                say 
                                                goodbye
 
                                    
                                
                            1 Begin the Beguine
2 Let's Do It
3 I Get A Kick Out Of You
4 Anything Goes
5 You Do Something To Me
6 You're the Top
7 Night and Day
8 I've Got You Under My Skin
9 From This Moment On
10 Too Darn Hot
11 Ridin' High
12 Easy To Love
13 I Love Paris
14 It's De-Lovely
15 Don't Fence Me In
16 All Through the Night
17 So In Love
18 Miss Otis Regrets
19 In the Still of the Night
20 Every Time We Say Goodbye
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