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Isadora (Version 1)
07:02
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Isadora was born by the sea
That’s the place where she felt most free
She said the mountains the feel just like prisons to me
And I never felt at ease in those inland cities
Isadora was born by the sea
Her heart never strayed, always stayed by the sea
She calls out to me cross a long century
Says oh my dear boy don’t you see you’re just like me
Well if I was a better dancer and I could find a better answer
I just might be
Isadora I just might be
Isadora danced by the sea
Under the star of Aphrodite who incidentally was born on the sea
She said to live for art and love is the only way to be
And every move she made was just like poetry
Isadora danced by the sea
Learned it from watching the waves of the sea
In my darkest hour though she never knew my name
She puts her hand upon her heart and says you and I are just the same
Well if I were a greater beauty and I had suffered more absolutely
You might make that claim
Isadora you might make that claim
She pulled kinetic forces from the ancient sleeping stones
She said don’t let them tame you, you were once wild here
Isadora est mort au bord de la mer
Ses amants pleurent au bord de la mer
Elle a dit “Adieu mes amis. Je vais a la gloire”
Apres ca tout le monde connais l’histoire
Isadora est mort au bord de la mer
Le bel esprit eternellement de la mer
And when I’m all adrift and don’t know what to do
She reaches through the waves to say don’t worry I’m just like you
Well if my spirit were a little bit freer
And I wasn’t held back by fear
If my heart was a little more pure
And my steps a little more sure
If my convictions were a little bit stronger
And my scarf just a little bit longer
That might be true
Isadora that might be true
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Isadora (Version 2)
06:11
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Isadora was born by the sea
That’s the place where she felt most free
She said the mountains the feel just like prisons to me
And I never felt at ease in those inland cities
Isadora was born by the sea
Her heart never strayed, always stayed by the sea
She calls out to me cross a long century
Says oh my dear boy don’t you see you’re just like me
Well if I was a better dancer and I could find a better answer
I just might be
Isadora I just might be
Isadora danced by the sea
Under the star of Aphrodite who incidentally was born on the sea
She said to live for art and love is the only way to be
And every move she made was just like poetry
Isadora danced by the sea
Learned it from watching the waves of the sea
In my darkest hour though she never knew my name
She puts her hand upon her heart and says you and I are just the same
Well if I were a greater beauty and I had suffered more absolutely
You might make that claim
Isadora you might make that claim
She pulled kinetic forces from the ancient sleeping stones
She said don’t let them tame you, you were once wild here
Isadora est mort au bord de la mer
Ses amants pleurent au bord de la mer
Elle a dit “Adieu mes amis. Je vais a la gloire”
Apres ca tout le monde connais l’histoire
Isadora est mort au bord de la mer
Son bel esprit eternellement de la mer
And when I’m all adrift and don’t know what to do
She reaches through the waves to say don’t worry I’m just like you
Well if my spirit were a little bit freer
And I wasn’t held back by fear
If my heart was a little more pure
And my steps a little more sure
If my convictions were a little bit stronger
And my scarf just a little bit longer
That might be true
Isadora that might be true
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