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Heart
Heart


Информация
Откуда Vancouver, British Columbia, Canada
Жанры Rock
Hard Rock
Folk-Rock
Pop
Годы 1973—н.в.
Лейблы Epic Records
Capitol Records
Mushroom Records
EMI Group
Legacy Recordings
Portrait Records
Сайт Website
Состав
Ann Wilson
Nancy Wilson
Ben Smith
Ric Markmann
Debbie Shair
Craig Bartock
Бывшие участники
Mike Inez
Mike Fisher
Roger Fisher
Steve Fossen
John Hannah
Brian Johnstone
Michael DeRosier
Howard Leese
Mark Andes
Denny Carmassi
Schuyler Deale
Denny Fongheiser
Fernando Saunders
Scott Olson
Frank Cox
Scott Adams
James Kennedy
Tom Kellock
Gilby Clarke
Darian Sahanaja



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Little Queen (1977)
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So this ain't the end -
I saw you again today
Had to turn my heart away
You smiled like the Sun -
Kisses for everyone
And tales - it never fails!

You lying so low in the weeds
Bet you gonna ambush me
You'd have me down on my knees
Wouldn't you, Barracuda?

Back over Time when we were all
Trying for free
Met up with porpoise and me
No right no wrong your selling a Song-
A name whisper game.

If the real thing don't do the trick
You better make up something quick
You gonna burn it out to the wick
Aren't you, Barracuda?

"Sell me sell you" the porpoise said
Dive down deep to save my head
You...I think you got the blues too.

All that night and all the next
Swam without looking back

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The Sky was dark this morning
When I raised my head
I stood at the window -
Darkness was my bane

Suddenly a sunbeam arch
Thrilled me to my weary heart
It was the prettiest thing I'd ever seen

I knew I had to keep my Love
Keep my Love alive
Keep my Love - Keep my Love live

Baby I want you to roll me
Hold me in your love
No more habits, promises and jive
Ever since I was a baby girl
Wanted one thing most in this world
It was to Keep My Love -
Keep My Love alive

I want to keep my Love -
Keep my Love alive
Keep my Love - keep my love alive

You're up there under the spotlight
Your silver trophy shines
With all you got, my lord!
You must get high
You need a whole lot more than money
You need more than to survive
You need to keep your Love

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Wayfaring warrior Soul - still wild
The archer stands
Arrow measured to the goal - sing of
Strong and living man
In his mind there is a vision wand'ring
Through the forest town
Telling of riches only given if through
The woods the way is found

Crying "ah! Beautiful dancers ...wake up
From your sleep!
Ahhh gentle romancers...drink of Love
So sweet!"

Treasure glowing in their eyes - Forest
Deepens dark their dream
"Keep to the pathway" he advise "the woods
Are more than they might seem"
"Heed you now the apparition bending never
Ending sounds
Call you into her mystery - are your eyes
Not sparkling now?"

Sighing "ahh! Take you no warning -
Make no foolish fight
Ahh, think not of morning - lie here
Through the Night!"

"Beauty take us!" they call "In my arms!"
They hear her say
Silken web falls - mist illusion rips away
"Helpless! Helpless!" now they scream
Helpless on the path he stands
And awakens from his dream singing string
Beneath his hand

Gentle archer ages old - release the aim
Free the goal
Roll your arrow to my Soul - release the aim

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Out of the street - get on home
Tail shaking filly running on her own
They say she got loose on the night
She was born
Cranking it up in a school zone

"Kick it out - Kick it out", she said
"kick out your motor and drive
While you're still alive - kick it out!"

Sitting in a bar in a seaside town
Sweet little love getting high getting down
Sailors see her running along the beach
Laugh and jump out of reach

Wild music blowing in her mane
She needs a bareback rider won't give her
No pain
A hard racy game of give and take
Leaves them dazed - half crazed- in her wake

"Kick it out - Kick it out", she said
"kick out your motor and drive

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You'd rather have wine than gin
Only the finest by your skin
Always running after Time - catching
You're fancy with rhyme
Shining on the front page again

Hot on the presses today - little queen
Making your passion play - little queen
Nobody knows your melancholy mind -
Little queen

Away from the sellers, the papers said
Your crown was tight and heavy on your head
Still you danced and you sang - all night
The telephone rang
Music kept on playing from your pen.

Hot on the presses today - little queen
Making your passion play - little queen
Nobody knows your melancholy mind -
Little queen

Raining Raining- he knows your Soul ain't free
Raining Raining- he feels you little queen

Slipping away with your gypsy band
Hot on your music and playing a winning hand
He was standing in the line, thinking how you
Moved his mind

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Well I have lost some time but I have won
And if you make it through
You know you've just begun

The winter cold is coming
And the fire will soon be burning

So will you treat me well
Oh, will you treat me well?

And I am asking will you save a place for me
To rest beside your heart
And feel I'm free
Now what good does feeling strong do
When I am here without you?

So will you treat me well

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I'd like to know when you will say hello
When will it be I'd like to see you know
When will you change your mind and say hello?

Something is sending all sensations high
Someone is calling clearly to you now
Look for the one who will not say good-bye

Say Hello
Say Hello

Say Hello to all your secret light inside
Build up your Fire, take a ride I know
There'll be a night when you won't want to hide

Say Hello

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Poor little dreamer
Stand inside the door
You can't find the easy rhymes
Of time you had before

It hurts my heart so bad
Seeing you sigh and shake
Broken down so low - so sad
I can't let you break

Cry to me - Cry to me
You better not hide it
Let it come - let it bleed
I ain't laughing - reach in and get it
And set it free
Cry to me - Cry to me

The glass is empty and the wine
Is bitter on your tongue
People don't seen wild and fine
Like when you were young

You're lonesome over a stormy ocean
Lost in the rain and wind
We can clear these clouds away

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(Instrumental)
Go on cry
Go on cry

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