Good Morning America How are you.
Yep, Francis, Old Blue Eyes did it his way. Love the song, however.
Hey, Brit. Love The Clash's London Calling. Tells a rather sad story, however.
The emu attack was funny. Thanks for the smile.
Ah, Connie Francis. Thanks again for the memory.
My word, folks. Snow White and the birds. Here are the English lyrics.
With a song in my heart
I behold your adorable face.
Just a song at the start
but it soon is a hymn to your grace.
When the music swells
I'm touching you hand
It tells that your're standing near, and ..
At the sound of your voice
heaven opens his portals to me.
Can I help but rejoice
that a song such as ours came to be?
But I always knew
I would live life through
with a song in my heart for you.
VERSE 2
Oh, the moon's not a moon for a night
and these stars will not twinkle and fade out,
and the words in my ears
will resound for the rest of my years.
In the morning I find with delight
not a note of our music is played out.
It will be just as sweet,
and an air that I'll live to repeat:
I greet you ...
REFRAIN
With a song in my heart
I behold your adorable face.
Just a song at the start
but it soon is a hymn to your grace.
When the music swells
I'm touching you hand
It tells that you're standing near, and ..
At the sound of your voice
heaven opens his portals to me.
Can I help but rejoice
that a song such as ours came to be?
But I always knew
I would live life through
with a song in my heart for you.
Hurry back, Texas, and once again thanks for your comments.
My friend Bruce who was with us in Birdland, is not well. So here is a song that he played so beautifully.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PKnhZS4TSsI&feature=related
Also, folks, a tribute to Irving Berlin.
Oops, missed our Brit's Undisputed Truth. Back later to acknowledge.