(Words by Katharine Lee Bates / Melody by Samuel Ward) O beautiful for spacious skies, For amber waves of grain, For purple mountain majesties Above
De la sierra morena cielito lindo vienen bajando un par de ojitos negros cielito lindo de contravando, ese lunar que tienes cielito lindo junto a tu
It won't be easy, you'll think it strange When I try to explain how I feel That I still need your love after all that I've done You won't believe me
Sarah: I don't have to say A word to you You seem to know Whatever mood I'm going through Feels as though I've know you forever. Jose: You Can
Libiamo, libiamo ne?lieti calici che la belleza infiora. E la fuggevol ora s?inebrii a volutta. Libiamo ne?dolci fremiti Che suscita l?amore, Poiche
Ocean bird, I wish to tell you A story from a long time ago. Oh ocean bird, I wish to tell you That sad old song you have to know. America, so many
Zeig, kleiner Stern, den weiten Weg des Lebens, den du gegangen bist durch alle Zeit. Du stehst dort leuchtend an dem dunklen Himmelszelt, in dir seh
Daylight See the dew on the sunflower And a rose that is fading Roses whither away Like the sunflower I yearn to turn my face to the dawn I am waiting
Oh when the saints (oh when the saints) go marching in (go marching in) Oh when the saints go marching in I want to be in that
Night time sharpens, hightens each sensation. Darkness stirs and wakes imagination. Silently the sences abanden their defences. Slowly, gently, night
Oh my love, why did you leave me? Say, is it true that you have gone? My whole world is full of darkness Without you there is no sun Oh my love, I feel
Our home is the u.s. of a may the stars and the stripes wave forever. We hornor the red white and blue a nation strong and true. You a grand old flag
happy happy birth day from me to you happy happy birthday may all your dreams
Ode aan Maastricht Kom met me mee naar Maastricht Voor wie niet weet waar dat ligt Ergens in het uiterste zuiden van het land Parel van het Limburgse
Goodbye (from The White Horse Inn) Words & Music by Ralph Benatsky My heart is broken, but what care I? Such pride inside me has spoken, I shall do
WASHINGTON POST Get the news, the very latest news, the news you?ll never get from any other source, sir. The Washington Post is my newspaper The Washington
Stella al ciel, Vorrei saper la strada Che sei andata per l'eternita. Tu stai lucendo. La celeste oscurita. Per te il mondo va. Mostra 'l cammin Per
Holy Mary, Day by day Watch beside us, guard and guide us Lest we stray on life's highway On our knees to thee Humbly we pray Hear my plea! Pity me,
