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Sometimes, the feeling is right,
you fall in love for the first time
heartbeat, and kisses so sweet,
summertime love in the moonlight.
Now that summer is gone, you had to go back home.
Please come and see me again, I never felt more alone.
Baby, I´m missing you
I want you by my side.
And I hope you miss me too
Come back and stay.
I think about you every day
I really want you to.
You sweeped my feet right off the ground, you re the love I found.
Doctor Jones, Jones,
Calling Doctor Jones
Doctor Jones, Doctor Jones,
Get up now.
Wake up now.
Doctor Jones, Jones,
Calling Doctor Jones
Doctor Jones, Doctor Jones,
Wake up now.
Wake up now.
All I think of is you,
and all of the things we had,
Doctor, what can I do?
Why does he have to be like that?
Baby, I´m missing you
I want you by my side.
And I hope you´ll miss me too
Comeb ack and stay.
I think about you every day
I really want you to.
You sweeped my feet right off the ground, your the love I found.
Doctor Jones, Jones,
Calling Doctor Jones
Doctor Jones, Doctor Jones,
Get up now.
Wake up now.
Doctor Jones, Jones,
Calling Doctor Jones
Doctor Jones, Doctor Jones,
Wake up now.
Wake up now.
Please, please cure me.
Please, please cure me.
Please, please cure me.
Please, please cure me.
Doctor Jones, Jones,
Wake up now.
Doctor Jones, Jones,
Wake up now.
Doctor Jones, Jones,
Wake up now.
Doctor Jones, Jones,
Wake up now.
Doctor Jones, Jones,
Calling Doctor Jones
Doctor Jones, Doctor Jones,
Get up now.
Wake up now.
Doctor Jones, Jones,
Calling Doctor Jones
Doctor Jones, Doctor Jones,
Wake up now.
Wake up now.Tekst :
Dopóki prąd, ciepły prąd tego snu
Nie uniesie cię stąd
Ja wciąż będę tu, zostanę tu
Będę trzymał twą dłoń
Żeby żaden strach niedorzeczny
Burz nie zbudził w twoich snach
Nie bój się burz, w dal żegluj hen
To przecież sen
Siedmiu mórz bezpiecznych
Nie pójdę stąd nim zaśniesz
Zanim noc strzępów dnia nie przemieni w baśnie
Nim ciepły prąd zmyli myśli twych bieg
I popłyną na ląd
Hen zza siedmiu rzek, i gór, i mórz
Ja wiem już
Nie pójdę stąd
Gdy przemierzysz snu oceany wietrzne
Dalej będę tu
Nie bój się burz, w dal żegluj hen
To przecież sen
Siedmiu mórz bezpiecznych
Sen
Nie pójdę stąd nim zaśniesz
Nim wypłyniesz na snu oceany jasne
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The Dutchman is not the kind of man
To keep his thumb jammed in a dam that holds his dreams in.
But that s a secret only Margaret knows.
When Amsterdam is golden
In the morning Margaret brings him breakfast. She believes him.
He thinks the tulips bloom beneath the snow.
He s mad as he can be, but Margaret only sees that sometimes.
Sometimes she sees her unborn children in his eyes.
Chorus:
Let us go to the banks of the ocean,
Where the walls rise above the Zuider Zee.
Long a-go, I used to be a young man.
Now dear Margaret re-members that for me.
The Dutchman still wears wooden shoes.
His hat and coat are patched with the love that Margaret sewed him.
Sometimes he thinks he s still in Rotterdam.
He watches tugboats down canals
And calls out to them when he thinks he knows the captain,
til Margaret comes to take him home again,
Through unforgiving streets that trip him though he holds her arm.
Sometimes he thinks that he s alone and calls her name.
Chorus
The windmills whirl the winter wind.
She winds his muffler tighter.
They sit in the kitchen.
Some tea with whiskey keeps away the dew.
He sees her for a moment.
He calls her name out.
She makes the bed up, humming some old love song.