Blowin' In The Wind -Bob Dylan - Lyrics

How many roads must a man walk down
Before you can call him a man?
How many seas must a white dove sail
Before she sleeps in the sand?
Yes, how many times must the cannon balls fly
Before they're forever banned?
The answer my friend is blowin' in the wind
The answer is blowin' in the wind.

Yes, how many years can a mountain exist
Before it's washed to the sea?
Yes, how many years can some people exist
Before they're allowed to be free?
Yes, how many times can a man turn his head
Pretending he just doesn't see?
The answer my friend is blowin' in the wind
The answer is blowin' in the wind.

Yes, how many times must a man look up
Before he can really see the sky?
Yes, how many ears must one man have
Before he can hear people cry?
Yes, how many deaths will it take till he knows
That too many people have died?
The answer my friend is blowin' in the wind
The answer is blowin' in the wind.

Sweet little words made for silence, not talk
Young heart for love, not heartache
Dark hair for catching the wind
Not to veil the sight of a cold world

Kiss
While your lips are still red
While he's still silent, rest
While bosom's still untouched, unveiled
Hold another hand
While the hand's still without a tool
Drown into eyes while they're still blind
Love while the night still hides the withering dawn

First day of love never comes back
A passionate hour is never a wasted one
The violin, the poet's hand
Every thawing heart plays your theme with care

Kiss
While your lips are still red
While he's still silent, rest
While bosom's still untouched, unveiled
Hold another hand
While the hand's still without a tool
Drown into eyes while they're still blind
Love while the night still hides the withering dawn

Kiss
While your lips are still red
While he's still silent, rest
While bosom's still untouched, unveiled
Hold another hand
While the hand's still without a tool
Drown into eyes while they're still blind
Love while the night still hides the withering dawn 

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Demis Roussos - "Come, Waltz with Me" (tańczą Tatiana Nawka i Roman Kostomarow)

“Come, Waltz with Me”

Come walk with me and let go of the way you're going
Come talk to me and I'll tell you what's really worth knowing
Life's much too good, my friend. Don't let it end.

[Musik]

Come dance with me and I'll give you a gift worth giving
Take a chance with me and I'll show you a life that's worth living
Life's much too good, my friend. Don't let it end.

[Musik]

Come waltz with me and let go of the way you're going
Come talk to me and I'll tell you what's really worth knowing
Life's much too good, my friend. Don't let it end.

[Musik]

Come dance with me and I'll give you a gift worth giving
Take a chance with me and I'll show you a life that's worth living Life's much too good, my friend. Don't let it end.