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February 21, 2007, by Léon Krijnen

The Carnaval is over . . .   

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It's all over for this year. We've got the Bommel & Beyerd Blues over here: a headache, a sore throat, and a stirred and shaken stomach. Back to a another kind of life as from today: no more bars or booze until may 18 - second climb of Alpe d 'Huez - biking and fasting instead.

Cees, the Bommel Boss - by the way is he looking over here the right decision - is going into retirement, going to play golf instead of serving beer. We'll probably see him in South America later this year . . .

Check out: the pics of the last day

Say goodbye my own true lover
As we sing a lovers song

How it breaks my heart to leave you
Now the carnival is gone

High above the dawn is waiting
And my tears are falling rain

For the carnival is over
We may never meet again

Like a drum my heart was beating
And your kiss was sweet as wine

But the joys of love are fleeting
For Pierrot and Columbine

Now the harbour light is calling
This will be our last goodbye

Though the carnival is over
I will love you till I die

Like a drum my heart was beating
And your kiss was sweet as wine

But the joys of love are fleeting
For Pierrot and Columbine

Now the harbour light is calling
This will be our last goodbye

Though the carnival is over
I will love you till I die

Though the carnival is over
I will love you till I die

The Seekers (produced 25/11/1965, 3 weeks at #1 - 17 weeks on chart).

Posted: February 21, 2007 11:18 AM (266 words).   

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