Matamoras Banks
(Each year many die crossing the deserts,
mountains and rivers of our southern border
in search of a better life. Here I follow the
journey backwards, from the body at the
river bottom, to the man walking across
the desert towards the banks of the Rio Grande.)
For two days the river keeps you down
Then you rise to the light without a sound
Past the playgrounds and empty switching yards
The turtles eat the skin from your eyes, so they lay open to the stars
Your clothes give way to the current and river stone
'Till every trace of who you ever were is gone
And the things of the earth they make their claim
That the things of heaven may do the same
Goodbye, my darling, for your love I give God thanks,
Meet me on the Matamoros
Meet me on the Matamoros
Meet me on the Matamoros banks
Over rivers of stone and ancient ocean beds
I walk on sandals of twine and tire tread
My pockets full of dust, my mouth filled with cool stone
The pale moon opens the earth to its bones
I long, my darling, for your kiss, for your sweet love I give God thanks
The touch of your loving fingertips
Meet me on the Matamoros
Meet me on the Matamoros
Meet me on the Matamoros banks
Your sweet memory comes on the evenin' wind
I sleep and dream of holding you in my arms again
The lights of Brownsville, across the river shine
A shout rings out and into the silty red river I dive
I long, my darling, for your kiss, for your sweet love I give God thanks
A touch of your loving fingertips
Meet me on the Matamoros
Meet me on the Matamoros
Meet me on the Matamoros banks
song performed by by Bruce Springsteen
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Hello, My Darling
Frank loesser / frederick hollander
Ill forget your tender kiss
Ill be brave after this kiss
Ill say hello my darling
It we should meet again
Youll forbid the tears to slip
Youll behave, bite your lip
And say hello my darling
If we should meet again
If we do meet again
Our moments cant be sweet again
Oh my love, go my love
Though its a bitter pill, I know my love
Please remember not to sigh
Over this last goodbye
Just say hello my darling
If we should meet again
song performed by by Billie Holiday
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MEET ME BY THE RIVER (The Rendezvous)
Meet me by the river tonight
Just you and me under the pale moonlight
I promise you I won’t be afraid
of the dark
Meet me by the river tonight
Just you and me, the moon and the stars
I promise I will give you my heart
There in the water
Meet me by the river tonight
Where the wind makes the water sigh
Take me to the deepest part
And I’ll show you how brave my heart
Meet me after dark, my love
By that river where they say
A year ago today two lovers drowned
© 2009 Sonya Florentino
poem by Sonya Florentino
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Flows from mountain to meet sea
River long and lonely flowing in wild on stones and reefs,
like nymph in the sea running to reach its swain
at origin its water is milky and aesthetic,
changes into dirty and dark,
but it flows at its pace to meet the sea,
Its abyss allows all to become its part,
and bring joy where it pass,
River long and lonely bring life in the dry desert,
as a maiden of heaven rapture to meet sea after long wait
to become its part,
Its banks curbs its flow to change its way,
and bring it to meet the sea
as divine heart with wealth
try to give everything having no complain
even after loosing its self.
poem by Hemu Gupta
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Leticia
To the wilderness of love i do extend my greetings,
So do not fear!
But stand still and see to the salvation of Yahweh.
Leticia, i will do anything for your sweet love;
And from the river of Egypt to the great river Euphrates,
I will be there for you always.
You have taught me many things and,
We have to share with one another towards the future;
For i will always meet you at the ford of Yabbok for your love.
Sleep departed from my eyes without a clue,
For your love was like a dream to me;
And i will always meet you there.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Asking in Vain
Still his little grave she seeketh
In her mother-sorrow wild,
Hush! While in her heart she speaketh
To the spirit of her child:
“Were we not to one another
Once the sum of all sweet gain?
Say then—say unto thy mother,
Shall we ever meet again?
Darling, shall we meet again,
Knowing, loving one another?
“Ah! What weary, weary sorrows
Have I known through loss of thee,
And what comfortless to-morrows
Wait me in this misery!
Were we not to one another
Once the sum of all sweet gain?
Say then—say unto thy mother,
Shall we ever meet again?
Darling, shall we meet again,
Knowing, loving one another?”
But the wind alone is heard
Sighing in reply,
Where the long grave-grass is stirred
As it floweth by.
poem by Charles Harpur
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You Know What Theyre Writing About
You know what theyre writing about
Baby you know what theyre writing about
Its a thing called love down through the ages
Makes you wanna cry sometimes
Makes you feel like you wanna lay down and die sometimes
Makes you high sometimes
But when you really get in it lifts you right up
Aint it a wonderful game
Aint it a marvellous game
And when theres no more words to say about love I go
Meet me down, meet me down,
Meet me down by the river
Meet me down by the water
Meet me down by the water
Meet me down by the pylons
Meet me down by the pylons
Meet me down by the pylons
Meet me down by the pylons
Meet me, meet me, I want you to meet me - are you there
And know, know, know, know
I want you to meet me - are you there
I want you to meet me - are you there
And know, know, know, know, know
I want you to meet me
song performed by by Van Morrison
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Objectified
All beautiful things meet their demise
Flowers in bloom surely will die
Frozen are the wings of the dead butterfly
Because all beautiful things meet their demise
All beautiful things meet their demise
Clouds of gray spoil the light of the skies
The ocean must fall in order to rise
Because all beautiful things meet their demise
All beautiful things meet their demise
I knew I was doomed when you first said, “Hi.”
Two ships in the night, we were bound to collide
Because all beautiful things meet their demise
All beautiful things meet their demise
Four months can pass in the blink of an eye
We lose ourselves without having to try
Because all beautiful things meet their demise
All beautiful things meet their demise
The simplest words become hard to define
You can’t see the truth when you cover your eyes
Because all beautiful things meet their demise
All beautiful things meet their demise
Your pay the price to take this ride
Slowly, you find that you’re living a lie
Because all beautiful things meet their demise
All beautiful things meet their demise
Pictures of us will fade over time
We become strangers in a world so wide
Because all beautiful things meet their demise
All beautiful things meet their demise
You’ll keep on searching for what you won’t find
You’ll lose your faith while I lose my mind
Because all beautiful things meet their demise
All beautiful things meet their demise
Sometimes your morals get left behind
It will be too late when you realize
Because all beautiful things meet their demise
poem by Vaida Marea
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Meet Me In Memphis
By: jimmy buffet, michael utley
1986
Hes holed up down on ramrod key in the tavenier hotel
Livin out his loneliness like an oyster in a shell
By days he pulls the trap line
By night he lives alone
Dont really feel like company its just him and his fridge and his phone
Chorus:
Meet me in memphis (meet me in memphis)
Thats where Ill be (thats where Ill be)
Im by the river (oooh oooh) please come back to me
Meet me in memphis (meet me in memphis)
My wild days are through
And nothin replaces (oooh oooh) me next to you
Hes been there since she ran away
She said she needs some space
Occasionally she still calls collect
From some God forsaken place
Then one day a letter came
Postmarked tennessee
And the envelope scent
And the postage spent
Well it lit up her old memory
Chorus:
Meet me in memphis (meet me in memphis)
Thats what she said (thats what she said)
Too much for a letter (oooh oooh) please come here instead
Meet me in memphis (meet me in memphis)
My wild days are through
Still nothing replaces (oooh oooh) me next to you
(horn instrumental)
(meet me in memphis)
I know she could break my heart again
But Im gonna play and Im gonna win
Where otis would play
Da da da dock of the bay
Meet me in memphis (meet me in memphis)
Thats where Ill be (thats where Ill be)
Im by the river (oooh oooh) youre by the sea
Oh please, meet me in memphis (meet me in memphis)
My wild days are through
Still nothing replaces (oooh oooh) me next to you
song performed by by Jimmy Buffett
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This Is The Night
This is the night when in the ancient Past,
The Herder Star embarked to meet the Weaving One;
In its sweet remembrance the wave rises high in the River of Heaven. [39]
Even so swells my heart to see the famous book.
The answer was:
The star gods meet on the shore of the Heavenly River,
Like theirs full of ecstasy is my heart
And grave things of daily life are forgotten
On the night your message comes to me.
poem by Sugawara Takesue no Musume
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Down Stream
BETWEEN Holmscote and Hurstcote
The river-reaches wind,
The whispering trees accept the breeze,
The ripple's cool and kind;
With love low-whispered 'twixt the shores,
With rippling laughters gay,
With white arms bared to ply the oars,
On last year's first of May.
Between Holmscote and Hurstcote
The river's brimmed with rain,
Through close-met banks and parted banks
Now near, now far again:
With parting tears caressed to smiles,
With meeting promised soon,
With every sweet vow that beguiles,
On last year's first of June.
Between Holmscote and Hurstcote
The river's flecked with foam,
'Neath shuddering clouds that hang in shrouds
And lost winds wild for home:
With infant wailings at the breast,
With homeless steps astray,
With wanderings shuddering tow'rds one rest
On this year's first of May.
Between Holmscote and Hurstcote
The summer river flows
With doubled flight of moons by night
And lilies' deep repose:
With lo! beneath the moon's white stare
A white face not the moon,
With lilies meshed in tangled hair,
On this year's first of June.
Between Holmscote and Hurstcote
A troth was given and riven,
From heart's trust grew one life to two,
Two lost lives cry to Heaven:
With banks spread calm to meet the sky,
With meadows newly mowed,
The harvest-paths of glad July,
The sweet school-children's road.
poem by Dante Gabriel Rossetti
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Somethin About
This song was first released on the its about time album. it is the only album it has been released on.
Theres somethin about the ocean rising up to meet the shoreline
Somethin about a river the way it runs to meet the sea
Theres somethin about a rainfall and its like the gift of living
Theres somethin about that water that makes me sing
Oh somethin about the mountains rising right straight up to heaven
And somethin about a canyon in the shade of a cottonwood tree
Somethin about the desert in the afterglow of evening
Theres somethin about the west that makes me sing
Theres somethin about the way you love me baby
Theres somethin about the way your lips meet mine
Theres somethin about the way you like to touch me
It really turns me on and makes my little light shine
Theres somethin about the way you love me baby
Theres somethin about the way your lips meet mine
Theres somethin about the way you like to touch me
It really turns me on and makes my little light shine
Theres somethin about the forest in the latter days of august
Theres somethin about the country on the very first day of springtime
Theres somethin about a wheatfield, oh you know I love the prairie
Theres somethin about the land that makes me sing
Words and music by john denver
song performed by by John Denver
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Sweet By And By
There's a land that is fairer than day
And by faith we can see it afar
And the father waits over the way
To prepare us a dwelling place there.
In the sweet by and by
We shall meet on that beautiful shore
In the sweet by and by
We shall meet on that beautiful shore.
--- Instrumental ---
To our bountiful father above
We will offer our tribute of praise
For the glorious gift of his love
And the blessings that hallow our days.
In the sweet by and by
We shall meet on that beautiful shore
In the sweet by and by
We shall meet on that beautiful shore.
--- Instrumental ---
In the sweet by and by
We shall meet on that beautiful shore
In the sweet by and by
We shall meet on that beautiful shore.
We shall meet on that beautiful shore...
song performed by by Randy Travis
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Be Like River
River is like holy mother
Our life line and compared with no other
Its water flow with no noise
Render calmness with full of promises
People are advised to be like river
But they have not seen her before
She has different nature too
Very dangerous attitude to be very much true
When furious takes heavy toll
Destroy everything and uproot all
Touch both the banks and spell disaster
As if she has everything in form of power
It is like curbing someone's desire
Then you may have to get ready or prepare
For any result when she has her time
You can't undermine her ability anytime
Her desire is met sometimes
Some rivers diehard to reach sea anytime
But alas! The way is lost in between
Her desire to meet ocean is never seen
Normally she is cal and quiet
Not crushing us always as that of fate
She is always kind and affectionate
Lovely banks and so many things to relate
Trees and branches welcome with respect
Her action is commendable with an act
Both the sides bear high green grass
The cattle graze and many birds fly over to pass
So create nature like river
Have temperature like fever
Rise in a second and subside quickly
Scold by one hand and love so easily
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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If We Never Meet Again
(words & music by albert e. brumley)
Soon well come to the end of lifes journey
And perhaps never meet anymore
Till we gather in heavens bright city
Far away on that beautiful shore
If we never meet again this side of heaven
As we struggle through this world and its strife
Theres another meeting place somewhere in heaven
By the side of the river of life
Where the charming roses bloom forever
And where separations come no more
If we never meet again this side of heaven
I will meet you on that beautiful shore
song performed by by Elvis Presley
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We Give
We give our love freely
to everything and everyone
who we meet and see.
From God’s smallest creatures
to people like you and me.
We wrap them within our loving arms;
see not the wrongs
they think they’ve done.
Openly we give them the love
some need so desperately.
It matters not the colour of their skin
or culture in which they believe.
We give them our love
to help set their soul free,
making them our neighbours,
friends and companions.
We give a part of ourselves
to everything and everyone
who we meet and see.
poem by David Harris
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we shall meet again on the shallow banks of
the running river on mossy rocks greener
and water drenched by the constant rain
darker horizons colder air and shivering silence
we meet again as wrinkled skin and white hair
bent and weak and surrendering to whatever that comes
and finally goes passing us by
we will just take a glimpse and confirm the reasons for
what happened and why it happened
it is enough, we shall take the last look of ourselves
and then we close our eyes and die
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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To See You Again
we shall meet again on the shallow banks of
the running river on mossy rocks greener
and water drenched by the constant rain
darker horizons colder air and shivering silence
we meet again as wrinkled skin and white hair
bent and weak and surrendering to whatever that comes
and finally goes passing us by
we will just take a glimpse and confirm the reasons for
what happened and why it happened
it is enough, we shall take the last look of ourselves
and then we close our eyes and die
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The Boy And The Brook. (Armenian Popular Song, From The Prose Version Of Alishan)
Down from yon distant mountain height
The brooklet flows through the village street;
A boy comes forth to wash his hands,
Washing, yes washing, there he stands,
In the water cool and sweet.
Brook, from what mountain dost thou come,
O my brooklet cool and sweet!
I come from yon mountain high and cold,
Where lieth the new snow on the old,
And melts in the summer heat.
Brook, to what river dost thou go?
O my brooklet cool and sweet!
I go to the river there below
Where in bunches the violets grow,
And sun and shadow meet.
Brook, to what garden dost thou go?
O my brooklet cool and sweet!
I go to the garden in the vale
Where all night long the nightingale
Her love-song doth repeat.
Brook, to what fountain dost thou go?
O my brooklet cool and sweet!
I go to the fountain at whose brink
The maid that loves thee comes to drink,
And whenever she looks therein,
I rise to meet her, and kiss her chin,
And my joy is then complete.
poem by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
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Time
Time
Flowing like a river
Time
Beckoning me
Who knows when we shall meet again
If ever
But time
Keeps flowing like a river
To the sea
Goodbye my love
Maybe for forever
Goodbye my love
The tide waits for me
Who knows when we shall meet again
If ever
But time
Keeps flowing like a river (on and on)
To the sea, to the sea
Till its gone forever
Gone forever
Gone forevermore
Goodbye my friends (goodbye my love)
Maybe for forever
Goodbye my friends (who knows when we shall meet again)
The stars wait for me
Who knows when we shall meet again
If ever
But time
Keeps flowing like a river (on and on)
To the sea, to the sea
Till its gone forever
Gone forever
Gone forevermore
Forevermore
Forevermore
song performed by by Alan Parsons Project
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Weekend In New England
Last night, I said goodbye
Now--it seems year
Im back in the city
Where nothing is clear
But thoughts of me --holding you
Bringing us near
And tell me
When will our eyes meet
When can I touch you
When will this strong yearning end
And when will I hold you again
Time in new england
Took me away
To long rocky beaches
--and you, by the bay
We started a story
Whose end must now wait
And, tell me
When will our eyes meet
When can I touch you
When will this strong yearning end
And when will I hold you again
I feel the change comin
--i feel the wind blow
I feel brave and daring!
I feel my blood flow
With you
I can bring out
All the love, that I have
--with you theres a heaven
So earth aint so bad
And tell me
When will our eyes meet
When can I touch you
When will this strong yearning end
And when will I hold you again
song performed by by Barry Manilow
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