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Ein Männlein steht im Walde ganz still und stumm.
Es hat von lauter Purpur ein Mäntlein um.
Sagt, wer mag das Männlein sein,
Das da steht im Wald allein
Mit dem purpurroten Mäntelein?
Das Männlein steht im Walde auf einem Bein
und hat auf seinem Haupte schwarz' Käpplein klein.
Sagt, wer mag das Männlein sein,
das da steht im Wald allein
Mit dem kleinen schwarzen Käppelein?
Maua mazuri ya pendeza
Maua mazuri ya pendeza
Ukiyatazama yanamelemeta
Hakuna limoja lisilopendeza
Nzu, nzu, nzu, eeh mama nyuki lia wee
Toka mbali kutafuta ua zuri la chakula
Nzu, nzu, nzu, eeh mama nyuki lia wee
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Canción Mixteca
02:02
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¡Qué lejos estoy del suelo donde_he nacido!
Inmensa nostalgia_invade mi pensamiento;
Y_al verme tan solo y triste cual hoja_al viento,
Quisiera llorar, quisiera morir de sentimiento.
¡Oh Tierra del Sol! Suspiro por verte,
Ahora que lejos yo vivo sin luz, sin amor;
Y_al verme tan solo y triste cual hoja al viento,
Quisiera llorar, quisiera morir de sentimiento.
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Pamiers
02:21
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Sing glory to the highest hills
Jerusalem now seen by day
Ring trumpets from those golden walls
No traveller is turned away
Sing Jerusalem, open wide your gates and sing
Sing freedom to the highest tower
Your earthly walls like waves shall run
Shine trumpets in that golden hour
Each prisoner stands clothed in sun
Sing Jerusalem, open wide your gates and sing
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Salem Salem – Ti mama
04:09
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Salem salem, salem salem
Mama, uyagu salem
Uyagu salem salem sista ho
Sise di, uyagu
Uyagu salem salem sista ho
Ekuku e, salem salem
Sa khom /ui khom ge neba !au e ha
Egugu dele maa
Ti mama
Ti mama sebilo
Ooo
Mmm
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Asho Chela
05:46
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Asho chela, visho, Busk’a, o-u-nana nana-i-a nanina
O, o-u-nana nana, o-u-nana, nana-i-a, nanina
Si monabas gegap’ili, o-u-nana...
Si ochonchkhe, si ugure, o-u-nana...
Si kiseri elapiri, o-u-nana...
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Išla Marína do cintorína
Šuhájček za ňou s holbičkou vína
Huja, huja, hu-ja-ja, teče voda kalná
Huja, huja, hu-ia-ja, teče voda z hôr
Počkaj, Marína, napi sa vína
Budeš červená jako malina
Huja, huja, hu-ja-ja…
Nechcem ja vína ani pálenia
Mala bych potom srdca bolenia
Huja, huja, hu-ja-ja…
Čože ma, čože, do tvojho vína!
Mal by ja dcéru, alebo syna
Huja, huja, hu-ja-ja…
Ak bude chlapec, dám ho do školy
Bude sa ucit zlaté litery
Huja, huja, hu-ja-ja…
Ak bude dievča, bude Katrenča
bude husárom švárne frajerča
Huja, huja, hu-ja-ja…
Išla Marína do cintorína
Padla do jamy hore nohami
Huja, huja, hu-ja-ja…
Piesok hrabala, vodu viazala
Od tej roboty tri dni ležala
Huja, huja, hu-ja-ja…
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Pique la baleine
03:25
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Hanaq pachap kusikuynin
02:04
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Rasa sayang
02:55
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Nkosi sikelel' iAfrika
03:08
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Fizzin on a Friday Night
02:50
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Monday, is dull and dour
We’re still hung over from the weekend before
But you’d have to say it’s the price you pay for
Fizzin on a Friday night
Fizzin on a Friday night (×2)
Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday
Fizzin on a Friday night
Tuesday, the Irn Bru’s gone flat
We’re basically feeling like a half-drowned rat
And we’re getting the dead eye from the cat
Fizzin on a Friday night
Fizzin on a Friday night...
Where did the weekend go? (×2)
Saturday, Sunday, suddenly it’s Monday
Where did the weekend go?
Wednesday, we’re startin to come to
We’ve got a fresh bottle of the Irn Bru
It’s a bit like recuperatin from the flu
Fizzin on a Friday night
Fizzin on a Friday night...
Thursday, and our hopes are risin
We’re pickin up speed and it’s no surprisin
We can see the weekend on the horizon
Fizzin on a Friday night
Fizzin on a Friday night...
Friday, and it’s gonnae be a roaster
We’re poised at the top of the roller coaster
The view’s exhilaratin we start acceleratin
Down to the fizzin on a Friday night
Fizzin on a Friday night...
Where did the weekend go...
Fizzin on a Friday night...
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Hail smiling morn
02:33
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Hail smiling morn, smiling morn
That tips the hills with gold, (quiet) that tips the hills with gold
Whose rosy fingers ope the gates of day
Ope the gates, the gates of day
Hail! Hail! Hail! Hail!
Who the gay face of nature doth unfold (×2)
At whose bright presence darkness flies away
Flies away, flies away flies away, flies away
Darkness flies away, darkness flies away
At whose bright presence, darkness flies away,
Hail! Hail! Hail! Hail!
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Halle hallelujah
01:55
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Hallelujah!
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Voicebeat is Glasgow’s world music community choir, and anyone can join. Based in the West End of Glasgow, we sing songs from around the world in unaccompanied harmony, often in foreign languages, in an informal, supportive atmosphere.
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