Странная шутка у богини Судьбы. Он, написавший лучшую рождественскую песню, умер на Рождество. RIP, Джордж Майкл... Для меня ты символ молодости и первых (и непервых) танцев и поцелуев.
Last Christmas, I gave you my heart But the very next day, you gave it away This year, to save me from tears I'll give it to someone special
Last Christmas, I gave you my heart But the very next day, you gave it away This year, to save me from tears I'll give it to someone special (special)
Once bitten and twice shy I keep my distance but you still catch my eye Tell me baby do you recognize me? Well it's been a year, it doesn't surprise me
I wrapped it up and sent it With a note saying "I Love You" I meant it Now I know what a fool I've been But if you kissed me now I know you'd fool me again
Last Christmas, I gave you my heart But the very next day, you gave it away This year, to save me from tears I'll give it to someone special (special)
Last Christmas, I gave you my heart But the very next day, you gave it away This year, to save me from tears I'll give it to someone special (special)
A face on a lover with a fire in his heart A man undercover but you tore him apart Maybe next year, I'll give it to someone, I'll give it to someone special Special, someone, someone I'll give it to someone, I'll give it to someone special
Who'll give me something in return I'll give it to someone, hold my heart and watch it burn
I'll give it to someone, I'll give it to someone special I thought you were here to stay How can love be for a day? I thought you were someone special, gave you my heart
I'll give it to someone, I'll give it to someone Last Christmas I gave you my heart You gave it away I'll give it to someone, I'll give it to someone
