{"type":"video","version":"1.0","provider_name":"Network.hu","provider_url":"http:\/\/network.hu\/","title":"ENGELBERT HUMPERDINCK - She","author_name":"kustragabor","author_url":"http:\/\/network.hu\/kustragabor","html":"&lt;object width=&quot;424&quot; height=&quot;345&quot;&gt;&lt;param name=&quot;movie&quot; value=&quot;http:\/\/slagermuzeum.network.hu\/flash\/videoplayer\/video.swf?videoid=721830&amp;amp;pvol=40&amp;amp;plang=hu&amp;amp;host=http:\/\/slagermuzeum.network.hu&quot; \/&gt;&lt;param name=&quot;allowscriptaccess&quot; value=&quot;always&quot; \/&gt;&lt;param name=&quot;allowfullscreen&quot; value=&quot;true&quot; \/&gt;&lt;embed src=&quot;http:\/\/slagermuzeum.network.hu\/flash\/videoplayer\/video.swf?videoid=721830&amp;amp;pvol=40&amp;amp;plang=hu&amp;amp;host=http:\/\/slagermuzeum.network.hu&quot; width=&quot;424&quot; height=&quot;345&quot; allowscriptaccess=&quot;always&quot; allowfullscreen=&quot;true&quot; \/&gt;&lt;\/object&gt;","width":424,"height":345,"description":"(Charles Aznavour - Herbert Kretzmer )\n\nShe may be the face I can't forget\nA trace of pleasure or regret\nMay be the treasure\nOr the price I have to pay\n\nShe may be the song that summer sings\nMay be the chill that autumn brings\nMay be a hundred different things\nWithin the measure of a day\n\nShe may be the beauty or the beast\nMay be the famine or the feast\nMay turn each day into a heaven or a hell\nShe may be the mirror of my dreams\nThe smile reflected in the stream\nShe may not be what she may seem\nInside her shell\n\nShe who always seems so happy in a crowd\nWhose eyes can be so private and so proud\nNo ones allowed to see them when they cry\nShe may be the love that cannot hope to last\nMay come to me from shadows of the past\nThat I'd remember till the day I die\n\nShe may be the reason I survive\nThe why and wherefore I'm alive\nThe one I'll care for\nThrough the rough and ready years\nMe, I'll take her laughter and her tears\nAnd make them all my souvenirs\nFor where she goes I've got to be\nThe meaning of my life is She\n\nShe may be the love that cannot hope to last\nMay come to me from shadows of the past\nThat I'll remember till the day I die\n\nShe may be the reason I survive\nThe why and wherefore I'm alive\nThe one I'll care for\nThrough the rough and ready years\nMe, I'll take her laughter and her tears\nAnd make them all my souvenirs\nFor where she goes I've got to be\nThe meaning of my life is She\n\nShe....\nThe meaning of my life is She","thumbnail_url":"http:\/\/vds.network.hu\/clubvideo\/7\/2\/1\/_\/721830_71902_2.jpg","thumbnail_width":80,"thumbnail_height":60,"video_id":"721830"}