A time, a time of strife. The place, the place is Ireland This Irish legend had it. And the last rose of summer fell and all the young men of Ireland Were together to stake a blow.
Scarborough Fair. . Are you going to Scarborough Fair?. Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme,. Remember me to the one who lives there. She once was a true love of mine..
Are you going to Scarborough Fair. Parsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme.. Remember me to one that lives there. For once she once was a true lover of mine..
Vide 'o mare quant'è bello!. Spira tantu sentimento.. Comme tu a chi tiene mente. Ca scetato 'o faje sunnà.. . Guarda, gua' chistu ciardino;. Siente, sie' sti sciure arance..
Che bella cosa na jurnata 'e sole,. n'aria serena doppo na tempesta!. Pe' ll'aria fresca pare già na festa.... Che bella cosa na jurnata 'e sole.. . Ma n'atu sole.
Bing Crosby/John Scott Trotter Orchestra. . Written by: Frederic E. Weatherly. . Oh, Danny Boy, the pipes, the pipes are calling. From glen to glen and down the mountainside;.
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Oh, Danny boy, the pipes, the pipes are calling. From glen to glen, and down the mountain side.. The summer's gone, and all the roses falling,. It's you, it's you must go and I must bide..
Oh, Danny boy, the pipes, the pipes are calling. From glen to glen, and down the mountain side.. The summer's gone, and all the roses falling,. It's you, it's you must go and I must bide..
Wele goelcerth wen yn fflamio. A thafodau tan yn bloeddio. Are I'are dewrion ddod I daro. Unwaith eto'n un. Gan fanllefau'are tywysogion. Llais gelynion trwst arfogoion.
O Danny boy, the pipes, the pipes are calling. From glen to glen, and down the mountain side. The summer's gone and all the roses falling. It's you, it's you must go and I must bide.
Oh, Danny boy, the pipes, the pipes are calling. From glen to glen, and down the mountain side.. The summer's gone, and all the roses falling,. It's you, it's you must go and I must bide..
The highway's screamin', callin' out your name. 'Cause every road that you travel on. There's a price to pay. A thousands eyes are starin'. But the blind still lead the blind.
Oh Danny boy, the pipes, the pipes are calling. From glen to glen, and down the mountain side. The summer's gone, and all the flowers are dying. 'Tis you, 'tis you must go and I must bide..
Ohh, Danny boy, the pipes, the pipes are calling. From glen to glen and down the mountainside. The summer's gone and all the roses falling. 'Tis you, 'tis you must go and I must bide.
Ave maria gratia plena. Maria gratia plena. Maria gratia plena. Ave, ave dominus. Dominus tecum. Benedicta tu in mulieribus. Et benedictus. Et benedictus frutus ventris.
Oh, Danny boy, the pipes, the pipes are calling. From glen to glen, and down the mountain side.. The summer's gone, and all the roses falling,. It's you, it's you must go and I must bide..
O Danny boy, the pipes, the pipes are calling. From glen to glen and down the mountainside. The summer's gone and all the flowers are dying. Tis you, Tis you must go and I must bide.
Oh danny boy, the pipes, the pipes are calling. From glen to glen and down the mountain side. The summer's gone, and all the roses falling. It's you, it's you must go and I must bide.
Morgen. Ich wach' auf am Nachmittag, der Sodbrand ist enorm,. ja, gestern war ich wieder gut in Form.. Im Gaumen sitzt der Belzebub, das Aug' ist dunkelrot,.