: Sobre un oscuro sillon se encuentra ella Acostumbrada a su show a ser la estrella Muchos han ido a pasear por esas piernas Y han conocido el amor por
: Down in the garden Under a leaf, she was smoking her keef And she was looking at stardom Everything's bright as she draws on the pipe And the bowl
: (Dennis DeYoung) It seems you finally had to choose I guess there was no other way Between my love and satin shoes I knew the words you'd have to
: Ballerina, ballerina che volteggi piu leggera di una piuma nell'immenso palcoscenico degli occhi suoi Ballerina, oh ballerina io ti sogno col mio
: Spread your wings Come on fly awhile Straight to my arms Little angel child You know you only Lonely twenty-two story block And if somebody, not just
[Andi Deris] Once I saw your picture After I was gone Forgotten colors Of the world where you're on Misery was all around But you did not see You're
Ballerina Girl You are so lovely With you standing there I'm so aware Of how much I care for you You are more than now You are for always I can
I'll never feel the weight of your hands Inside mine like diamonds Lace so fine ballerina Cupcake and my earthquake Wakes me from a sleep that never comes
Spread your wings, come on fly awhile Straight to my arms, little angel child You know you only Lonely twenty-two story block And if somebody, not just
She read the news, she was alone A one-way ticket flight to Rome She left the town, a lonely child Breaking out, she's running wild She's dancing like
Down in the garden Under a leaf, she was smoking her keef And she was looking at stardom Everything's bright as she draws on the pipe And the bowl glows
Dance on, ballerina Dance the night away Romance on, ballerina Give yourself today We are so far apart At each end of the rainbow But you've stolen my
Written by dennis deyoung Lead vocals by dennis deyoung It seems you finally had to choose I guess there was no other way Between my love and satin shoes
-artist: nat king cole -peak billboard position # 18 in 1957 -previously charted in 1947 by vaughn monroe (#1) -previously charted in 1948 by buddy clark
(bob russell, carl sigman) Dance, ballerina, dance And do your pirouette in rhythm with your achin' heart. Dance, ballerina, dance You mustn't once
Her world came crashing down And all that it contained A million pieces of dreams Coming apart at the seams But she twists and she whirls Dismissing
It's like a thousand paper cuts soaked in vinegar. That's the way it feels when I see him touching her. It's like falling face first into a bed of broken
