Dream Variations
To fling my arms wide
In some place of the sun,
To whirl and to dance
Till the white day is done.
Then rest at cool evening
Beneath a tall tree
While night comes on gently,
Dark like me-
That is my dream!
To fling my arms wide
In the face of the sun,
Dance! Whirl! Whirl!
Till the quick day is done.
Rest at pale evening...
A tall, slim tree...
Night coming tenderly
Black like me.
poem by Langston Hughes
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The Giddy Girl
A giddy young maiden with nimble feet,
Heigh-ho! alack and alas!
Declared she would far rather dance than eat,
And the truth of it came to pass.
For she danced all day and she danced all night;
She danced till the green earth faded white;
She danced ten partners out of breath;
She danced the eleventh one quite to death;
And still she redowaed up and down-
The giddiest girl in town.
With one, two, three; one, two, three; one, two, three-kick;
Chassée back, chassée back, whirl around quick.
The name of this damsel ended with E-
Heigh-ho! alack and a-day!
And she was as fair as a maiden need be,
Till she danced her beauty away.
She danced her big toes out of joint;
She danced her other toes all to a point;
She danced out slipper and boot and shoe;
She danced till the bones of her feet came through.
And still she redowaed, waltzed and whirled-
The giddiest girl in the world.
With one, two, three; one, two, three; one, two, three-kick;
Chassée back, chassée back, whirl around quick.
Now the end of my story is sad to relate-
Heigh-ho! and away we go!
For this beautiful maiden's final fate
Is shrouded in gloom and woe.
She danced herself into a patent top;
She whirled and whirled till she could not stop;
She danced and bounded and sprang so far,
That she stuck at last on a pointed star;
And there she must dance till the Judgment Day,
And after it, too, for she danced away
Her soul, you see, so she has no place anywhere out of space,
With her one, two, three; one, two, three; one, two, three-kick;
Chassée back, chassée back, whirl about quick.
poem by Ella Wheeler Wilcox
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Whirlwind
Orbison/dees
Youre the figure of a woman
Youre the mind of a child
A pretty whirlwind
You dont know just what youre doing
When you love me with your smile
A lovely whirlwind
A whirlwind of warm desire
Whirlwind, burning fire woman, realize
That the devil in disguise, is a whirlwind
Born to be running wild and free
Whirlwind
Born to make fools of guys like me
You pick me up like a whirlwind
You put me down like a whirlwind
Each time you touch me Im trouble-bound
Whirl,whirl,whirlwind, whirl,whirl,whirlwind
Whirl,whirl,whirlwind, whirl,whirl,whirlwind
Whirlwind
song performed by by Roy Orbison
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Looking-glass-girl
Like a looking glass girl
In a minature world
Saw you dance like dice
And tumble to the floor
Like a looking glass girl
In a minature world
Whirl your disney arms
And jump the merry-go-round
The umbrella man is shouting
We shake his paper hands
There's mirrors down beneath
Our feet so "let's skate down
The street" the casino man is
Laughing he wears a shivering hat
We peel away like tinsel
Stick like splinters to the wall
Like a looking glass girl
In a minature world
She saw you dressed in rags
In-and-out of a jack-in-a-box
Because she's a looking glass girl
In a minature world
Whirl your see-saw-arms
And ride the catherine wheel
(foot, foot)
song performed by by Cure
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Summer Is Here
I hear the sounds of children at play,
as the sun has turned
the black clouds of rain away.
Summer is here
and laughter fills the air,
flowers fill the gardens
with colour everywhere.
After a hard days work
you feel free,
some will sit the evening out
eyes glued to the TV.
Not for me the little box,
rather an evening stroll.
Then sit to rest
my weary bones somewhere,
letting the cool evening breeze
dance with my hair.
As I sit quietly
absorbing all around.
Watching the sun
sink slowly in the west.
Breathing in the cool evening air,
as night begins to call.
11 June 2007
poem by David Harris
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Shall We Dance?
The music played softly
The dim light created an ambiance
In the cool, breezy night of December
Balls and balloons
In varying sizes and colours
Sparkling fireflies
Filled the small wooden cottage
Outside, the raging splash of the ocean waves
coming back and forth
The bright moonlight in its full size
Circled the whole place
A silhouette embracing the cold sea
Dancing in rhythm, eyes locked together
Two people very much in love whispered nothing
Until they melted, breathless in each other's arms
Promising to love till the end
And to dance in each other's arms
Even if it is our last faltering steps together
And our trembling hands
cannot hold our bodies tenderly
Shall we dance?
oh, I love to..my dearest one
A sprinkle of rain washed my face
Arousing from my deep slumber
Oh, I am not blinded by my imagination
Not even the falling stars
Tomorrow then..yes..we shall dance....again
poem by Meggie Gultiano
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Dance, Ballerina, Dance
(bob russell, carl sigman)
Dance, ballerina, dance
And do your pirouette in rhythm with your achin heart.
Dance, ballerina, dance
You mustnt once forget a dancer has to dance the part.
Whirl, ballerina, whirl
And just ignore the chair thats empty in the second row.
This is your moment, girl,
Although hes not out there applauding as you steal the show.
Once you said his love must wait its turn
You wanted fame instead.
I guess thats your concern,
We live and learn.
And love is gone, ballerina, gone
So on with your career, you cant afford a backward glance.
Dance on and on and on
A thousand people here have come to see the show
As round and round you go
So ballerina, dance
Dance, dance!
Whirl, ballerina!
Once you said his love must wait its turn,
You wanted fame instead.
I guess thats your concern,
We live and learn.
And love is gone, ballerina, gone
So on with your career, you cant afford a backward glance
Dance on and on and on
A thousand people here have come to see the show
As round and round you go
So ballerina, dance!
Dance!
song performed by by Nat King Cole
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Love You 'till Tuesday (Top Gear, 24.12.67)
Just look through your window, look who sits outside
Little me is waiting, standing through the night
When you walk out through your door I'll wave my flag and shout
Ohh, beautiful baby
My burning desire started on Sunday
Give me your heart and I'll love you till Tuesday
Da da da dum
Da da da dum
Da da da dum
Da da da dum
Who's that hiding in the apple tree, clinging to a branch
Don't be afraid it's only me, hoping for a little romance
If you lie beneath my shade, I'll keep you nice and cool
Ohh, beautiful baby
I was very lonely till I met you on Sunday
My passion's never-ending and I'll love you till Tuesday
Da da da dum
Da da da dum
Da da da dum
Da da da dum
Da da da dum
Da da da dum
Da da da dum
Let the wind blow through your hair, be nice to the big blue sea
Don't be afraid of the man in the moon, because it's only me
I shall always watch you until my love runs dry
Ohh, beautiful baby
My heart's a flame, I'll love you till Tuesday
My head's in a whirl and I'll love you till Tuesday
Love, love, love, love you till Tuesday
Love, love, love, love you till Tuesday
Da da da dum
Da da da dum
Da da da dum
Da da da dum
Da da da dum
Da da da dum
Da da da dum
Da da da dum
Da da da dum
Da da da dum
Da da da dum
Well, I might stretch it till Wednesday
song performed by by David Bowie
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That Lonely Tree
there is that tall tree
in the garden that
gnaws at my loneliness
the tree that looms
into sky and my heart
with a chilling quietness
that cries that
'it has gone on for too long'.
here, crickets and all
kinds of birds
call home celebrating it
with their chirps and shrills
by morn, by night
they hit at all these
painful drums of
emptiness within me
the children used
to run round
a little tree
like friend it
welcomed them
with its protruding
hands and carresses
twisting with them
as they played hide and seek
now the tree like me
is holding its own dream
in the mist, in the sun,
in the rain, and the dark dark night
the dream that someone
would come again
running round us
putting back the laughter
the twist and dance in our existence
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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Man, I Do Not Really Know If I Have Written Something
i like the sound of the poo
not winnie's
i waited for minutes
and scribbled something
on that white tissue paper
and then i made the last moan
and then i sighed
and wiped my bottom
and then i throw away the
tissue and then there
was this sound of
relief, this flushing sound
and then everything
is gone after a short
whirl & whirl and whirl
and swosh
man, i did not know
that i have written
(something so well?)
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Love You Till Tuesday
Just look through your window, look who sits outside
Little me is waiting, standing through the night
When you walk out through your door Ill wave my flag and shout
Ohh, beautiful baby
My burning desire started on sunday
Give me your heart and Ill love you till tuesday
Da da da dum
Da da da dum
Da da da dum
Da da da dum
Whos that hiding in the apple tree, clinging to a branch
Dont be afraid its only me, hoping for a little romance
If you lie beneath my shade, Ill keep you nice and cool
Ohh, beautiful baby
I was very lonely till I met you on sunday
My passions never-ending and Ill love you till tuesday
Da da da dum
Da da da dum
Da da da dum
Da da da dum
Da da da dum
Da da da dum
Da da da dum
Let the wind blow through your hair, be nice to the big blue sea
Dont be afraid of the man in the moon, because its only me
I shall always watch you until my love runs dry
Ohh, beautiful baby
My hearts a flame, Ill love you till tuesday
My heads in a whirl and Ill love you till tuesday
Love, love, love, love you till tuesday
Love, love, love, love you till tuesday
Da da da dum
Da da da dum
Da da da dum
Da da da dum
Da da da dum
Da da da dum
Da da da dum
Da da da dum
Da da da dum
Da da da dum
Da da da dum
Well, I might stretch it till wednesday
song performed by by David Bowie
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This Is Our Dance
(words & music by reed - stephens)
We had a real good evening
Now all our friends are leaving
Soon well be alone
Wait till everybody has gone
Then play just one more song
cause this is our dance
Darling remember, its our dance
Loving and tender
Ill take you away, take you away
In my arms
Yes this is our dance, now were together
For our dance cant last forever
And nobody knows just what tomorrow will bring
So let our dance begin
Well turn the light down low now
Ill never let you go now
Youre here in my arms
And when I hear you whisper youre mine
Well play that song just one more time
cause this is our dance
Darling remember, its our dance
Loving and tender
Ill take you away, take you away
In my arms
Yes this is our dance, now were together
For our dance cant last forever
And nobody knows just what tomorrow will bring
So let our dance begin
song performed by by Elvis Presley
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They Dance!
During the day
She's a full time typist
At the computer
And on the phone
During the day
He's a auto-mecnhanic
Punchin' a time clock
And livin' alone
But at night
In the dark
When the sun goes down
Yes at night
Night is when they
Go to town!
And they dance
And she fells like
Ginger Rogers
They dance!
He's got the flair
Of Fred Astaire
They dance!
As they glide
Around the ballroom
They dance!
And the world
Belongs to them
When they dance!
Nobody knows that
She has a secret
None of her family
Would ever connect
All of his friends think
He's shy and quiet
Not in the world would
They ever suspect
That at night
In the dark
When the sun goes down
Yes at night
Night is when they
Go to town
And they dance!
He's as cool as
John Travolta!
They dance!
She's as hot as Janet J.!
They dance!
As they glide
Around the ballroom
They dance!
They forget about the day
When they dance!
And they dance!
He's Antonio Banderas
They dance!
She's Ann Miller
On the screen!
They dance!
Now the crowd
Is cheering louder
They dance!
And the night
Is like a dream
When they dance!
song performed by by Barry Manilow
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Evening Shadows
When evening shadows fall
Minutes seem so long
When evening shadows fall
I'm waiting for the dawn
I miss you every night
Just about this time
You're always on my mind
When evening shadows fall
When evening shadows fall
End up staring at the wall
Even when you're gone
The feeling's all so strong
Want you to come on back
Back where you belong
So I can sing my song
When evening shadows fall
Well I'm living in a dream
And it s getting so late
And you call my name
And I'm wide awake
It might as well be night
Hope that you're alright
Well I just can't wait
To get you in my sight
I'm here every day
Just about this time
From dusk till dawn
When evening shadows fall
Well I'm living in a dream
And it's getting so late
And you call my name
Then I'm wide awake
It might as well be night
Hope that you're alright
Well I just can't wait
To get you in my sight
You ask me if I miss you
I say not at all
Only every night
'Bout this time
When evening shadows fall
Every night about this time
When evening shadows fail
You're always on my mind
When evening shadows fall
song performed by by Van Morrison
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Juke Box Love Song
I could take the Harlem night
and wrap around you,
Take the neon lights and make a crown,
Take the Lenox Avenue busses,
Taxis, subways,
And for your love song tone their rumble down.
Take Harlem's heartbeat,
Make a drumbeat,
Put it on a record, let it whirl,
And while we listen to it play,
Dance with you till day--
Dance with you, my sweet brown Harlem girl.
poem by Langston Hughes
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Dirge To A Nigerian Vacuum
Rest, rest, you silenced leaves
Dance, dance till to eternity you set
Where the heat of theft scorches not
Rest, rest, maligned brothers of a crash
Dance, dance from the platter of charred peat
Tanned in aluminium crusts
Where you leave bereft of earthly troubles
Rest, rest, rested Nigerian comrades
poem by Oludipe Samuel
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Song from Aella
O SING unto my roundelay,
O drop the briny tear with me;
Dance no more at holyday,
Like a running river be:
My love is dead,
Gone to his death-bed
All under the willow-tree.
Black his cryne as the winter night,
White his rode as the summer snow,
Red his face as the morning light,
Cole he lies in the grave below:
My love is dead,
Gone to his death-bed
All under the willow-tree.
Sweet his tongue as the throstle's note,
Quick in dance as thought can be,
Deft his tabor, cudgel stout;
O he lies by the willow-tree!
My love is dead,
Gone to his death-bed
All under the willow-tree.
Hark! the raven flaps his wing
In the brier'd dell below;
Hark! the death-owl loud doth sing
To the nightmares, as they go:
My love is dead,
Gone to his death-bed
All under the willow-tree.
See! the white moon shines on high;
Whiter is my true-love's shroud:
Whiter than the morning sky,
Whiter than the evening cloud:
My love is dead,
Gone to his death-bed
All under the willow-tree.
Here upon my true-love's grave
Shall the barren flowers be laid;
Not one holy saint to save
All the coldness of a maid:
My love is dead,
Gone to his death-bed
All under the willow-tree.
With my hands I'll dent the briers
Round his holy corse to gre:
Ouph and fairy, light your fires,
Here my body still shall be:
My love is dead,
Gone to his death-bed
All under the willow-tree.
Come, with acorn-cup and thorn,
Drain my heartès blood away;
Life and all its good I scorn,
Dance by night, or feast by day:
My love is dead,
Gone to his death-bed
All under the willow-tree.
poem by Thomas Chatterton
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Whirl pool
Whirl pool
On lake...
At through the stones...
water...
Rund rund...
Arund...
Whirl pool...
A Simply beauty...
The rain drops on
On pool water...
Many many
Little...little...
whirl pool
Run and rund to be...
Play the pool...
It was nature wool
With cool...!
poem by Otteri Selvakumar
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Love lost
She was so cruel and capricious making me bury our love
Not in a grave yard under a sluttish tomb stone
But beneath a tall oak tree of a forest dark, wide and alone
Where none can come across or see from above
There will be no memorial days or sad hours
And I shall never visit the tree or put flowers
Yet the mouth I loved so much to kiss and to treat
Was none like so daring and bittersweet
I shall never go to the under tree love grave
For the woods are hostile, dark and cold
My time I shall for new love save
New love, new joy, constrain the rebel heart, forget the old
All day long I shall stay in the sun
Where the wide winds blow and flowers bloom
But oh, I shall cry at night for my sorrow is still undone
When none will know my time of agony and gloom
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The White Dance
1. Music again is heard.
The pianist stood up to name a dance.
And in the view of all
I go to You to have now my chance.
R.: I ask today for dancing only You, and You from all.
And that's not a mistake, that a dance is waltz.
Like a wind whirl the dance will turn us,
Oh, this white dance will surely serve us,
If it will make us real friends tonight.
2. Waltz fly above the earth,
Kind as a friend, and white as a snow.
May be this waltz for long
We shall remember in our thoughts.
R.
song, music by David Tukhmanov, lyrics by I. Shaferan, translated by Lyudmila Purgina
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Ballerina
-artist: nat king cole
-peak billboard position # 18 in 1957
-previously charted in 1947 by vaughn monroe (#1)
-previously charted in 1948 by buddy clark (#5); bing crosby (#10); and jimmy
-dorsey (also #10)
-words and music by bob russell and carl sigman
Dance, ballerina, dance
And do your pirouette in rhythm with your achin heart
Dance, ballerina, dance
You mustnt once forget a dancer has to dance the part
Whirl, ballerina, whirl
And just ignore the chair thats empty in the second row
This is your moment, girl
Although hes not out there applauding as you steal the show
Once you said his love must wait its turn
You wanted fame instead
I guess thats your concern
We live and learn
And love is gone, ballerina, gone
So on with your career, you cant afford a backward glance
Dance on and on and on
A thousand people here have come to see the show
As round and round you go
So ballerina, dance
Dance, dance!
Whirl ballerina
Once you said his love must wait its turn
You wanted fame instead
I guess thats your concern
We live and learn
And love is gone, ballerina, gone
So on with your career, you cant afford a backward glance
Dance on and on and on
A thousand people here have come to see the show
As round and round you go
So ballerina, dance
Dance
song performed by by Nat King Cole
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