MARJA

Gisterenavond (of beter gezegd, eerder vanavond, terwijl ik dit schrijf) in de nieuwe show van JEANS kwam een liedje van Pussycat voorbij…. de melodie zit nog steeds in mijn hoofd, ‘vroeger’ draaiden Joop en ik de cassettebandjes en de lp’s die hij had helemaal grijs…. Vele mooie nummers zijn er te vinden…. eentje ervan dus nu voor jullie om even terug te gaan in de tijd en te zwijmelen.


My broken souvenirs Songtext:
For each moment of tears I still held my souvenirs.
Cherry still a copy for a brize.
I could hope, I could feel every, tending memory
Long time after lovers stayed away.
Now a picture of you I have cherrished some true
Even kisst till I’d see you again away.

Refrain:
I am crying today true my memories away
Something die as I cry for my broken souvenirs
Can I reach for the sun
find a place I belong
Now you one of my broken souvenirs

If you leave me again there’s no way you really can
Pasted feels it never make a foul
And if you leave your room
on some raining afternoon
find to see where all where be to soon
It was hard to get all since my memories where gone
but you ever see me again again.

I am crying today true my memories away
Something die as I cry for my broken souvenirs
Can I reach for the sun
find a place I belong
Now you one of my broken souvenirs

Now you one of my broken souvenirs.
Baby you one of my broken souvenirs.