Re: School cuts...

[Nance Ceccarelli <njc@moscow.com>]

Who is IVAN?  and why do I (via the vision 2020 mail list) continue to receive
emails that make absolutely no sense to me???  I keep reading that these are
"re: >>>topic of interest<<<" - and then find out that it is a waste of my
time.  PLEASE STOP - or be selective in your "to" line.

Thanks!


Nance Ceccarelli

Ivan wrote:

> BESAME MUCHO
>
> Bé-sa-me____  Bé-sa-me Mu   -  cho;______
>
> co-mo si fue-ra es-ta  no-che la úl-ti-ma vez;______
>
> Bé   -        sa    -  me____  Mu   -  cho;__________
>
> que ten-go mie-do per-der-te, per-der-te_o-tra vez.________
>
> Quie-ro te-ner-te muy cer-ca, mi-rar-me_en  tus o-jos, ver-te jun-to a-mi.
>
> pien-sa que tal vez ma-&nacute;-na yo ya_es-ta-ré le-jos, muy le-jos de ti.
>
> Bé-sa-me____  Bé-sa-me Mu   -  cho;__________
>
> co-mo si fue-ra_es-ta  no-che la úl-ti-ma vez;______
>
> Bé   -        sa    -  me____  Mu   -  cho;__________
>
> que ten-go mie-do per-der-te, per-der-te des-pués._____
>
> English Translation
>
> Bé-sa-me____  Bé-sa-me Mu   -  cho;_________
>
> Each time I cling to your kiss I hear mu-sic di - vine;___
>
> Bé-sa-me____  Bé-sa-me Mu   -  cho;_________
>
> Hold me my dar-ling, and say that you'll al-ways be mine.___
>
> This joy is some-thing new, My arms en-fold-ing you,
>
> Nev-er knew this thrill be-fore.
>
> Who ev-er thought I'd be hold-ing you close to me,
>
> Whisp-'pring "It's you I a  dore".
>
> Dear-est one,__________ if you should leave     me,_____
>
> Each lit-tle dream would take wing and my life would be through___
>
> Bé-sa-me____  Bé-sa-me Mu   -  cho;_________
>
> Love me for-ev-er and make all my dreams   come true.___
>
> Circa 1941
> Music and Spanish Lyric by Consuelo Velazquez
> English Lyric by Sunny Skylar
> First Verse
>
> Bril-las tan-to de no - che y_en-can-ta-do-ra. Sí y te mue-ves se-gu-ra.
>
> Y tu mi-ra-da que Ile-na_el ai-re de_e-ner-gí. Sí.
>
> En-tre tier-na_y du-ra.
>
> Es que soy muy mi-a. Vi-ves de_mi-nu-to_a mi-nu-to.
>
> Qué sien-tes tú. ___ Un ar-re-ba-to
>
> Has-ta que_el mun-do se_a ca-be po-co_a po-co me_a-cer-ca y
>
> me_es-tal-la el cuer-po.
>
> Há-bla-me de tí be-Ila se-&nacute;o-ra
>
> de tu mar se-cre-to de tu no-che_os-cu-ra.
>
> Yo te_en-cuen-tro be-lia co-mo_u-na_es-cul-tu-ra.
>
> Se-nó-ra so-li-ta - ria.___Se-nó-ra so-li-ta - ria.___
>
> Há-bla-me de ti-gu_a tu_a-par-ta-men-to.
>
> A tu_a-par-ta men-to.
>
> Mi par-a-í-so per-di-do lo pue-do ver en-ti__lo se.__
>
> Há-bla-me de tí bel-la se-nó-ra.
>
> Há-bla-me de tí y de lo que sien-tes.
>
> Second Verse
>
> Y no te mi-res al es-pe-jo por la ma-n_na.
>
> No, por-que tie-nes mie-do.
>
> Por-que tu piel con el sol-ya no_es por-ce-la-na. No.
>
> Co-mo_en el pa-sa-do.
>
> Es que soy muy mi-a. Vi-ves de_mi-nu-to_a mi-nu-to.
>
> Qué sien-tes tú. ___ Un ar-re-ba-to
>
> Has-ta que_el mun-do se_a ca-be po-co_a po-co me_a-cer-ca y
>
> me_es-tal-la el cuer-po.
>
> Há-bla-me de tí be-Ila se-nó-ra
>
> Há-bla-me de tí sin-ce-ra-men-te.
>
> Llé-va-me con-ti-go_a tu___ mis-te-rio.
>
> Llé-va-me con.........................
>
> Lyrics by L. Dal...
> Music by M. Malava