Μία φούντωση, μια φλόγα
έχω μέσα στην καρδιά
|λες και μάγια μου’ χεις κάνει
Φραγκοσυριανή γλυκιά x2
(γειά σου Μάρκο μου ντερβίση)
Θα ’ρθω να σε ανταμώσω
πάλι στην ακρογιαλιά
|Θα ήθελα να μέ χορτάσεις
όλο χάδια και φιλιά x2
Θα σε πάρω να γυρίσω
Φοίνικα, Παρακοπή
|Γαλησσά και Nτελαγκράτσια
και ας μου ’ρθει συγκοπή x2
Στο Πατέλι, στο Nιχώρι
φίνα στην Αληθινή
|και στο Πισκοπιό ρομάντζα
γλυκιά μου Φραγκοσυριανή x2
γειά σου Μάρκο.
...Κάθε βράδυ γέμιζε ο κόσμος το μαγαζί κι έκατσα περίπου δύο μήνες.
Εγώ, όταν έπαιζα και τραγουδούσα, κοίταζα πάντα κάτω, αδύνατο να κοιτάξω
τον κόσμο, τα έχανα. Εκεί όμως που έπαιζα, σηκώνω μια στιγμή το κεφάλι
και βλέπω μια ωραία κοπέλα. Τα μάτια της ήταν μαύρα. Δεν ξανασήκωσα το
κεφάλι, μόνο το βράδυ την σκεφτόμουν, την σκεφτόμουν..... Πήρα, λοιπόν,
μολύβι κι έγραψα πρόχειρα:
Μία φούντωση, μια φλόγα
έχω μέσα στην καρδιά
Λες και μάγια μου΄χεις κάνει
Φραγκοσυριανή γλυκιά...
Ούτε και ξέρω πως την λέγανε ούτε κι εκείνη ξέρει πως γι ' αυτήν
μιλάει το τραγούδι. Όταν γύρισα στον Πειραιά, έγραψα τη Φραγκοσυριανή... (Μάρκος Βαμβακάρης)
America! America! America! America!
You are so grand and gold, golden
Oh I wish I was deep in America tonight
America! America!
I watch David Letterman in Australia
Oh America!
You are so grand and gold, golden
I wish I was on the next flight to America
Captain Kristofferson
Buck Sergeant Newbury
Leatherneck Jones
Sergeant Cash
What an army, what an air force, what a marines
America!
I never served for my country
America! America!
Afghanistan, Vietnam, Iran, Native American
America!
Well everyone's allowed a past they don't care to mention
America! America!
Well it's hard to rouse a hog in delta
And it can get tense around the Bible belt
America! America!
All the lucky suckle teat
Others chaw pig knuckle meat
Ain't enough teat, ain't enough teat, ain't enough teat
Ain't enough teat, ain't enough teat, ain't enough to eat
In America
America! America!
In America.
Blue jeans, White shirt Walked into the room you know you made my eyes burn It was like James Dean, for sure You so fresh to death & sick as ca-cancer You were sorta punk rock, I grew up on hip hop But you fit me better than my favorite sweater, and I know That love is mean, and love hurts But I still remember that day we met in December, oh baby!
I will love you till the end of time I would wait a million years Promise you'll remember that you're mine Baby can you see through the tears? Love you more Than those bitches before Say you'll remember, oh baby, say you'll remember I will love you till the end of time
Big dreams, gangster Said you had to leave to start your life over I was like: "no please, stay here," We don't need no money we can make it all work But he headed out on Sunday, said he'd come home Monday I stayed up waitin', anticipatin' and pacin' but he was Chasing paper "Caught up in the game" that was the last I heard
I will love you till the end of time I would wait a million years Promise you'll remember that you're mine Baby can you see through the tears? Love you more Than those bitches before Say you'll remember, oh baby, say you'll remember I will love you till the end of time
You went out every night And baby that's alright I told you that no matter what you did I'd be by your side Cause Ima ride or die Whether you fail or fly Well shit, at least you tried. But when you walked out that door, a piece of me died I told you I wanted more-but that not what I had in mind I just want it like before We were dancin' all night Then they took you away- stole you out of my life You just need to remember....
Will love you till the end of time I would wait a million years Promise you'll remember that your mine Baby can you see through the tears? Love you more Than those bitches before Say you'll remember, oh baby, say you'll remember I will love you till the end of time.
