Irský poprockový písničkář narozený v Argentině (1948), vl. jm. Christopher Davidson. Stylově je ovlivněn m.j. jazzem, country a folklórem řady zemí. Na konci 70. let se přiklonil především k milostným baladám a částečně také k disco soundu. ...
Píseň: Tender Hands
- Interpret:
- Chris De Burgh
- Album:
- Flying Colours
Oh how, at the journey's end, I lie in the heat of the night Feeling the heartache, wondering why, I want a friend I want a friend to lay down beside me I want a friend, I want her now, someone who knows what I mean when I say, that I need Tender hands to hold me, I need tender hands tonight Will you lay them on my shoulders Will you lay them on my eyes And I need tender hands to take me All the way to paradise, and then, when it's over I need tender hands to hold me through the night Touch me with your velvet mouth, I will give all the love that I have Under the moonlight, reaching your heart Where are you now, where are you now, come out of the shadows Where are you now, I want you now You know that I cannot always be strong, and I need Tender hands to hold me, I need tender hands tonight Will you lay them on my shoulders Will you lay them on my eyes, and I need Tender hands to take me all the way to paradise And then, when it's over, I need tender hands To hold me through the nights A am only a voice in a city of noise, can you hear me this time I see the storm grow, there's a light in the desert tonight And I need tender hands, give me tender hands Will you lay them on my shoulders, o give me Tender hands to take me all the way to paradise And then when it's over, I have tender hands To hold you through the night, darling, My tender hands will hold you through the night I want your tender hands, you have tender hands I want those tender hands, tender hands