Lletres:
Laine Frankie The Best Of Frankie Laine

All day I've faced the barren waste, Without the taste of water: Cool water. (Water.) Old Dan and I, with throats burned dry, An' souls that cry for

My heart knows what the wild goose knows, I must go where the wild goose goes. Wild goose, brother goose, which is best? A wanderin' fool or a heart

Do not forsake me, oh, my darlin', On this, our wedding day. Do not forsake me, oh, my darlin', Wait; wait alone. I do not know what fate awaits me.

You can gamble for match sticks, you can gamble for gold. The stakes may be heavy or small. But if you haven't gambled for love and lost, You haven't

Rollin', rollin', rollin'. Rollin', rollin', rollin'. Rollin', rollin', rollin'. Rollin', rollin', rollin'. Rawhide! Hah! Hah! Keep rollin', rollin

To spend one night with you In our old rendezvous And reminisce with you That's my desire To meet where gypsies play Down in that dim caf And dance

I believe for every drop of rain that falls, A flower grows, I believe that somewhere in the darkest night, A candle glows. I believe for everyone who

So close your eyes, for that's a lovely way to be Aware of things your heart alone was meant to see The fundamental loneliness goes Whenever two can dream

(B. Howard) [Recorded June 9, 1964, Los Angeles] Fly me to the moon Let me play among the stars Let me see what spring is like On a-Jupiter and Mars