Тексты песен Andre Rieu

Raoul: No more talk of darkness, Forget these wide-eyed fears. I'm here, nothing can harm you - my words will warm and calm you. Let me be your freedom, Let daylight dry your tears. I'm here with you,

Amazing Grace, how sweet the sound, That saved a wretch like me. I once was lost but now am found, Was blind, but now I see. T'was Grace that taught my heart to fear. And Grace, my fears relieved. How

(Words by Katharine Lee Bates / Melody by Samuel Ward) O beautiful for spacious skies, For amber waves of grain, For purple mountain majesties Above the fruited plain! America! America! God shed his g

Slaap kindje,slaap Daar buiten loopt een schaap Een schaap met witte voetjes Die drinkt zijn melk zo zoetjes Slaap kindje, slaap Daarbuiten loopt een schaap Repeat Sleep, baby, sleep, Our cottage val

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 boca no se lo des a nadie Cielito lindo que a mi m

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 All you will see is a girl you once knew Although s

Edelweiss, Edelweiss, Every morning you greet me, Small and White, Clean and bright You look happy to meet me.. Blossoms of snow may you bloom and grow, Bloom and grow forever Edelweiss Edelweiss Ble

I will not be well bred, Obedient and well behaved, I will not be steady, And ready to be enslaved, I don't want to be your property, Cuz I belong to me, When I walk the tightrope, Don't stop me, Just

The Juliska, the Juliska from Buda-Budapest, she has a heart full paprika which gives no one rest. And when that little Juliska goes to sleep at night! by then she has, with Allotria, happily turned e

Waar in 't bronsgroen eikenhout 't nachtegaaltje zingt over' t malhe korenveld, 't lied des leeuwerik klinkt waar de hoorn des herders schalt langs der beeksjes boord daar in mijn Vaderland, Limburgs

A time for us some day there'll be When chains are torn by courage born Of a love that's free A time when dreams so long denied Can flourish as we unveil The love we now must hide A time for us at la

Mein Herr Marquis, ein Mann wie Sie Sollt' besser das verstehn, Darum rate ich, ja genauer sich Die Leute anzusehen! Die Hand ist doch wohl gar zo fein, hahaha Dies Füsschen so zierlich und klein, hah

Ich weiss es selber nicht, warum man gleich von Liebe spricht, wenn man in meiner Nähe ist, in meine Augen schaut und meine Hände küßt. Ich weiss es selber nicht, warum man von dem Zauber spricht. Den

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 for the day . . . Midnight Not a sound from the p

Memory Память Midnight Полночь... Not a sound from the pavement С тротуаров - ни звука Has the moon lost her memory Неужели луна потеряла свою память? She is smiling alone Она улыбается в одиночестве

Midnight Not a sound from the pavement Has the moon lost her memory She is smiling alone In the lamplight The withered leaves collect at my feet And the wind begins to moan Memory, all alone in the mo

Night time sharpens, hightens each sensation. Darkness stirs and wakes imagination. Silently the sences abanden their defences. Slowly, gently, night unfurls it's splendor. Grasp it, sence it, tremulo

Why ever should it be That men at once make love to me? When they are near me, There they stand. Their eyes look deep in mine. They always kiss my hand. Why ever should it be They speak of magic charm

Nearer, my God, to Thee, nearer to Thee! Even though it be a cross that raiseth me; Still all my song would be nearer, my God, to Thee, Nearer, my God, to Thee, nearer to Thee! Though like the wandere

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, Blessed Mary send and save me Holy Maid, Lend your

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' ich die Welt. Zeig mir den Weg, durch Raum und Di

Kom met me mee nar Maastricht Voor wie niet weet waar dat ligt Ergens in het uiterste zuiden van het land Parel van het Limburgse land Stad met een eigen gezicht Door de Romeinen gesticht En door de F

Freude, schöner Götterfunken Tochter aus Elysium, Wir betreten feuertrunken, Himmlische, dein Heiligtum! Deine Zauber binden wieder Was die Mode streng geteilt; Alle Menschen werden Brüder, Wo dein sa

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 land Stad met een eigen gezicht Door de Romeinen g

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 number Oh when the saints go marching in Oh when the saints (oh when the

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 so lonely I’m yearning for your lovely eyes All

Stella al ciel, Vorrei saper la strada Che sei andata per l'eternità. Tu stai lucendo. La celeste oscurità. Per te il mondo va. Mostra 'l cammin Per spazio e dimensioni Un' infinita via voglio andar,

To dream the impossible dream, To fight the unbeatable foe, To bear the unbearable sorrow, To run where the brave dare not go... To right the unrightable wrong, To love pure and chaste from afar, To t

Die Juliska, die Juliska aus Buda-Budapest, die hat ein Herz voll Paprika, das kein' in Ruhe läßt! Und wenn die kleine Juliska am Abend schlafen geht, dann hat sie mit Allotria uns glatt den Kopf verd

'Tis the last rose of summer, Left blooming alone. All her lovely companions Are faded and gone. No flow'r of her kindred, No rosebud is nigh, To reflect back her blushes Or give sigh for sigh. I'll n

Some say love, it is a river that drowns the tender reed. Some say love, it is a razor that leaves your soul to bleed. Some say love, it is a hunger, an endless aching need. I say love, it is a flower

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 my best not to cry, by and by, When the final fa

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