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Валасы твае пахнуць ветрамЦела тва пахне хлебамСемя тва пахне горкай травой палявойПрикольно:Волосы ...

... ,Будзь са мной засды побачЯ хачу твае вочыТы мяне не хочашТут так дрэнна ... ты разумеешПадыйсц нельга блжэй, бо я крануты не крануць твай душы забароненайВочы хавай, лепш хавай ...

... побач разам, адразу се,Так трывала твая фраза маей галаве..Небасхл - света ...

... , яны перамаглМы нбы цен адступаемВочы твае атручаныяЯ на руках цябе трымаюТысячу годШчасце ...

... и в аду,нет кожи крови и креста.Тва тело разарвт он в клочья,и в грабу будешь ...

... ,I людажэрам крумкачамНас не перамагчыФронт Фронт Фронт -н ма тва абуджэньне,н народу майго АдраджэньнеФронт Фронт ...

Я сдираю твайу кожуИ леплю сибе на рожуХаря оторвалась ...

... гавно.эй ты буржуй соси хуйМне нинужны тваи денги дядя.Деньги гавно.Нада ...

Twas down the glen one Easter mornTo a city fair rode I.When Irelands line of marching menIn squadrons passed me by.No pipe did hum, no battle drumDid sound its dread tattooBut the Angelus bell oler the Liffeys swellRang out in the foggy dew.Right proudly high over Dublin townThey hung out a flag of ...

Trad.Arr.: Bill MaxwellSome believe that Christian is another word for preachy. If that was the case, John Newton could not have been a Christian. He was a slave trader and was responsible for much pain and sorrow. One day he was literally hit in the head and in a light saw what the entire faith ...

Amazing grace How sweet the soundThat saved a wretch like meI once was lost, but now am found,Was blind, but now can see.Twas grace that taught my heart to fear,And grace my Fears relieved;How precious did that grace appearThe hour I first believedThrough many dangers, toils and snares,I have ...

Twas BrilligAnd the slithy tovesDid gyre and gimble in the wabeAll mimsy were the borogovesAnd the mome raths outgrabeSecond ChorusTwas BrilligAnd the slithy tovesDid gyre and gimble in the wabeAll mimsy were the borogovesAnd the mome raths outgrabe

I went to heaven, -Twas a small town,Lit with a ruby,Lathed with down.Stiller than the fieldsAt the full dew,Beautiful as picturesNo man drew.People like the moth,Of mechlin, frames,Duties of gossamer,And eider names.Almost contentedI could beMong such uniqueSociety.Gracias a Nyman por esta letra

Twas Friday morn when we set sailAnd we were not far from the landWhen the captain, he spied a lovely mermaidWith a comb and a glass in her handO the oceans waves will rollAnd the stormy winds will blowWhile we poor sailors go skipping to the topAnd the landlubbers lie down below below, belowAnd the ...

There was no more chemistry, exciting chords or harmonies,infectious riffs or melodies to sing.Twas not a single speck of magic therein that tangled mess of moving air,so we shut off all our amps and we called it quits.And this old house grew quiet as the cars they pulled away,in this uninspired ...

Joined the service out of school in the year of When the Doors were ridin on the storm, Hendrix was aliveAnd before I could blink an eye, I was sent to VietnamTo teach them people democracyJesus, what a laugh.All across the highlands, we moved in single fileLookin for them Vietcong, I musta crawled ...

Tim Finnegan lived in Walkin Street.A gentleman, Irishman, mighty odd;He had a beautiful brogue both rich and sweet.And to rise in the world he carried a hod.Now Tim had a sort of the tipplers way.With a love of the liquor poor Tim was bornAnd to help him on with his work each day.Hed a drop of the ...

Twas brillig, and the slithy tovesDid gyre and gimble in the wabe:All mimsy were the borogoves,And the mome raths outgrabe.Beware the Jabberwock, my sonThe jaws that bite, the claws that catchBeware the Jubjub bird, and shunThe frumious BandersnatchHe took his vorpal sword in hand:Long time the ...