Текст (слова) песни: Barbra Streisand - A Quiet Thing
When it all comes true Just the way you planned It`s funny but the bells don`t ring It`s a quiet thing When you hold the world In your trembling hand You think you`d hear a choir singing But its a quiet thing There are no exploding fireworks Where`s the boring of the crowds Maybe its the strange new atmosphere Way up here among the clouds
There won`t be trumpets or balls of fire To say he`s coming, No roman candles, no angel`s choir No sound of distant drumming, He may not be the cavalier Tall and graceful, fair and strong, Doesnt matter just as long as he Comes along
But not with trumpets or lightning flashing Or shining armor, He may be daring, he may be dashing Or maybe he`s a farmer, I can wait, what`s another day? He has lots of hills to climb And a hero doesn`t come till The nick of time
Don`t look for trumpets or whistles tooting To guarantee him, There won`t be trumpets, but sure as shooting You`ll know him when you see him
Don`t know when, don`t know where, I can`t even say that I care All I know is the minute you turn And he`s suddenly there There won`t be trumpets There are no trumpets Who needs trumpets? Happiness comes in on tiptoe Well what d`ya know It`s a quiet thing A very quiet thing
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