: Fiamme sul pacifico Dal romanzo omonimo Schermo panoramico Suono stereofonico Cento portaerei I marines attaccano Musi gialli e piccoli Tutti incazzatissimi
It's company policy You've got a pension though. Roll on, Southern Pacific On your silver rails On your silver rails Roll on, Southern Pacific On your
Get out damn it Close the door don't slam it Let me be alone a while To give my nerves a rest. Whatever you do I love you No matter what you do I
A matter of time to make it to take it till the end, He's told so many people now he can't go back again. He lost his feet on a one way street with no
Southern pacific Red, white, and blue Where are we running to? Over the wide plains Over the wide plains Take me to someplace new Remember me Roxy Anne
The dead leaves of Autumn that cling so desperately Must fly before the cold October winds Their simple lives is ended Must they be born to die again
Bloody Mary: Most people live on a lonely island, Lost in the middle of a foggy sea. Most people long for another island, One where they know they will
Nellie: I expect everyone of my crowd to make fun Of my proud protestations of faith in romance, And they'll say I'm naive as a babe to believe Every
Nellie: Wonder how I'd feel Livin' on a hillside, Lookin' on an ocean, Beautiful and still. Emile: This is what I need, This is what I've longed for
Ngana and Jerome: Dites-moi Pourquoi La vie est belle, Dies-moi Pourquoi La vie est gai, Dites-moi Pourquoi, Chere Mad'moiselle, Est-ce que Parce que
We've got sunlight on the sand. We've got moonlight on the sea. We've got mangos and bananas we can pick right off the trees. We've got volleyball and
Emile: Some enchanted evening You may see a stranger, you may see a stranger Across a crowded room And somehow you know, You know even then That somewhere
Cable: I touch your hands And my heart grows strong, Like a pair of birds That burst with song. My eyes look down At your lovely face, And I hold a world
Cable: You've got to be taught To hate and fear, You've got to be taught From year to year, It's got to be drummed In your dear little ear You've got
Nellie and kids: Dites-moi Pourquoi La vie est belle, Dies-moi Pourquoi-- Emile: La vie est gai, Dites-moi Pourquoi, Chere Mad'moiselle, Est-ce que
Sailors, Seabees and Marines: We got sunlight on the sand, We got moonlight on the sea, We got mangoes and bananas You can pick right off the tree, We
