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Tom Waits

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In the 1970s, Tom Waits combined a lyrical focus on desperate, lowlife characters with a persona that seemed to embody the same lifestyle, which he sang about in a raspy, gravelly voice. From the '80s on, his work became increasingly theatrical as he moved into acting and composing. Growing up in southern California, Waits attracted the attention of manager Herb Cohen, who also handled Frank Zappa, and was signed by him at the beginning of the 1970s, resulting in the material later released as The Early Years and The Early Years, Vol. 2. His formal recording debut came with Closing Time (1973) on Asylum Records, an album that contained "Ol' 55," which was covered by labelmates the Eagles for their On the Border album. Waits attracted critical acclaim and a cult audience for his subsequent albums, The Heart of Saturday Night (1974), the two-LP live set Nighthawks at the Diner (1975), Small Change (1976), Foreign Affairs (1977), Blue Valentine (1978), and Heart Attack and Vine (1980)....

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Keintzel ErhardKE

Keintzel Erhard

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blue

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blue

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blue angel

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parole, parole, parole....

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Blue Hurt

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Astral Blue

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Aly Blue

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Mirela Dragan

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De umblat umblu ca fiecare cand vinovat pe coperisele iadului cand fara pata pe muntele cu crini

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pavel gabriela

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blue night-cantec

de Alina13

Blue night I\'ts verry hard to undesterd Who is to be happy,but sad.... I just knowtht I\'m feeling a big pain In this rain... I\'ts so hard to escape It\'s so hard,it\'s so late.... But I... CHORUS:...

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Þara secretă

de Eugen Galateanu

Da, mai există o șansă. Mai există scăpare. Mai există un refugiu, un liman. Atunci când ești trist, atunci când ți s-au înecat toate corăbiile, atunci când ți se pare că te-au părăsit toți cei...

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Naufragiat pe continentul european

de Samuel Feinstein

Introducere Limba nu minte Die Sprache lügt nicht La langue ne ment pas The language doesn’t lie „When I stood in the Principle, the ground of Godhead, no one asked me where I was going or what I was...

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Touch of Blue

de Cosmin Felloni

Night... When the moon is shining Tight... Are your arms around me True... Are the words I whisper to You... Make me dream the skies of Blue... Is this song I write to You... Were the one who let me...

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night of new years eve

de kim

Night of new years eve stars are blinking like talking to eachother smiling about this lovely night this dark blue glimmering valley lighted by all the white little houselights silents is surrounding...

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BLUE

de cristina boruga

One day a butterfly set on my nose and sais: I want you to speak about blue as if this is the last time a minute has 60 seconds. Well, I know blue is the colour of my coffee cup in the morning. I...

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Famous blue raincoat

de Leonard Cohen

It\'s four in the morning, the end of December I\'m writing you now just to see if you\'re better New York is cold, but I like where I\'m living There\'s music on Clinton Street all through the...

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Meeting At Night

de Robert Browning

I. The grey sea and the long black land; And the yellow half-moon large and low; And the startled little waves that leap In fiery ringlets from their sleep, As I gain the cove with pushing prow, And...

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“starry, starry night\"

de Daniel Bratu

“starry, starry night, paint your palette blue or gray, look out on a summer`s day with eyes that know the darkness on my soul…” “Noapte instelata” – Vincent Van Gogh Mai vin cosașii valului de...

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it’s night

de blue

it’s night in my fixed universe,... whispering the clouds are going away. it’s dark on my soul’s way, nobody helps me to fly. it’s silence in all this world, it’s...

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