So close no matter how far 距离不能阻隔我们相连 Couldnt be much more from the heart 我已将我全心呈上 Forever trusting who we are 永远坚信我们是谁 And nothing else matters 在你以外我无所需求 Never opened myself this way 从未如此敞开我自己 Life is ours, we live it our way 你已将生命赐下,我们当活出你来 All the
Should old acquaintance be forgot, and never brought to mind? Should old acquaintance be forgot, and old lang syne? CHORUS: For auld lang syne, my dear, for auld lang syne, we'll take a cup of kindness yet, for auld lang syne. And surely you'll buy y
eamazing grace how sweet the sound that saved a wretch like me i once was lost but now i'm found was blind but now i see 'twas grace that taught my heart to fear and grace that fear relieved how precious did that grace appear the hour i first believe
Comme se frícceca la luna chiena! lo mare ride, ll'aria è serena... E' pronta e lesta la varca mia... Santa Lucia, Santa Lucia! Stu viento frisco fa risciatare: chi vo' spassarse jenno pe mmare? Vuje che facite 'mmiezo a la via? Santa Lucia, Santa Lu
Who can say where the road goes, Where the day flows Only time... And who can say if your love grows, As your heart chose Only time... Who can say why your heart sighs, As your love flies Only time... And who can say why your heart cries, When your l
Nuapurista kuulu se polokan tahti jalakani pohjii kutkutti. Ievan äiti se tyttöösä vahti vaan kyllähän Ieva sen jutkutti, sillä ei meitä silloin kiellot haittaa kun myö tanssimme laiasta laitaan. Salivili hipput tupput täppyt äppyt tipput hilijalleen
< Edelweiss > --From "The Sound of Music" Christopher Plummer Edel weiss, edel weiss, every morning you greet me. Small and white, clean and bright, you look happy to meet me. Blossom of snow, may you bloom and grow, bloom and grow forever
Sul mare luccica l'astro d'argento placida é l'onda prospero il vento Sul mare luccica l'astro d'argento placida é l'onda prospero il vento Venite all'argine barchette mie Santa Lucia, Santa Lucia Venite all'argine barchette mie Santa Lucia, Santa Lu
In einem Bächlein helle, Da schoß in froher Eil Die launische Forelle Vorüber wie ein Pfeil. Ich stand an dem Gestade Und sah in süßer Ruh Des muntern Fischleins Bade Im klaren Bächlein zu. Ein Fischer mit der Rute Wohl an dem Ufer stand, Und sah's m