On the Street Where You Live (From the Musical "My Fair Lady") - Plácido Domingo, Bebu Silvetti & VVC Symphony

I have often walked Down this street before But the pavement always stayed Beneath my feet before All at once am I Several stories high Knowing I'm On the street Where you live. Are there lilac trees In the heart of town? Can you hear a lark In any other part of town? Does enchantment pour Out of every door? No, it's just On the street Where you live. And oh, the tow'ring feeling Just to know Somehow you are near The overpow'ring feeling That any second You may suddenly appear. You know, People stop and stare, They don't bother me For there's nowhere else on earth That I would rather be Let the time go by, I don't care if I Can be here On the street Where you live. And oh, the tow'ring feeling Just to know Somehow you are near The overpow'ring feeling That any second You may suddenly appear. You know, People stop and stare, They don't bother me For there's nowhere else on earth That I would rather be Let the time go by, I don't care if I Can be here On the street Where you live Can be here On the street Where you live.

I have often walked down this street before But the pavement always stayed beneath my feet before All at once am I several stories high Knowing I'm on the street where you live Are there lilac trees in the heart of town? Can you hear a lark in any other part of town? Does enchantment pour out of every door? No, it's just on the street where you live And oh, the towering feeling Just to know somehow you are near The overpowering feeling That any second you may suddenly appear People stop and stare, they don't ---

I have often walked down this street before But the pavement always stayed beneath my feet before All at once am I several stories high Knowing I'm on the street where you live Are there lilac trees in the heart of town? Can you hear a lark in any other part of town? Does enchantment pour out of every door? No, it's just on the street where you live And oh, the towering feeling just to know somehow you are near The overpowering feeling that any second you may suddenly appear People stop and stare, they don't bother me For there's nowhere else on earth that I would rather be Let the time go by, I won't care if I Can be here on the street where you live

I have often walked down this street before But the pavement always stayed beneath my feet before All at once am I several stories high Knowing I'm on the street where you live Are there lilac trees in the heart of town Can you hear a lark in any other part of town Does enchantment pour out of every door No, it's just on the street where you live And oh, the towering feeling Just to know somehow you are near The over powering feeling That any second you may suddenly appear People stop and stare. They don't bother me For there's no-where else on earth that I would rather be Let the time go by; I won't care if I Can be here on the street where you live Can be here on the street where you live Can be here on the street where you live

Quizás porque mi niñez Sigue jugando en tu playa Y escondido tras las cañas Duerme mi primer amor, Llevo tu luz y tu olor Por dondequiera que vaya, Y amontonado en tu arena Guardo amor, juegos y penas. Yo, que en la piel tengo el sabor Amargo del llanto eterno Que han vertido en ti cien pueblos De algeciras a estambul Para que pintes de azul Sus largas noches de invierno. A fuerza de desventuras, Tu alma es profunda y oscura. A tus atardeceres rojos Se acostumbraron mis ojos Como el recodo al camino. Soy cantor, soy embustero, Me gusta el juego y el vino, Tengo alma de marinero. Qué le voy a hacer, si yo Nací en el mediterráneo, Nací en el mediterráneo. Y te acercas, y te vas Después de besar mi aldea. Jugando con la marea Te vas, pensando en volver. Eres como una mujer Perfumadita de brea Que se añora y que se quiere Que se conoce y se teme. Ay, si un día para mi mal Viene a buscarme la parca, Empujad al mar mi barca Con un levante otoñal Y dejad que el temporal Desguace sus alas blancas. Y a mí enterradme sin duelo Entre la playa y el cielo... En la ladera de un monte, Más alto que el horizonte, Quiero tener buena vista. Mi cuerpo será camino, Le daré verde a los pinos Y amarillo a la genista. Cerca del mar, porque yo Nací en el mediterráneo Nací en el mediterráneo. Nací en el mediterráneo Nací en el mediterráneo