Lyrics:
play his gay Hawaiian chant
Soon the other little natives started singin' it
And the hula hula maidens started swingin' it
Like a tropical storm
Nous rentrions très tard, mêlant
Des vers purs à des chants obscènes
Et l'on s'asseyait sur un banc
Pour regarder rêver la Seine
Sur l'eau rien
chant des pinsons, fait des bouquets
Mais elle n'écoute guère
Que les mots de ce garçon
Des mots d'amour si vulgaires
Qu'ils font rire au ciel les
Spring Fever
SvanZini: Percussion, Kalimba, Bass, Electric Guitar, Marimba
Laara Stinnerbom, Vocal chant.
Drawing front cover: Anja Stinnerbom
Who
You may not always
See the light
But you must choose
How to see stars recite poetry
Glows of existence
Chant to us mortals
Crossroads of Destiny
will try
It's a lover's dance
In a fiery chant
Don't be afraid to face the music now
It's a gambler's chance
Not a lost romance
And I'm not you
play his gay Hawaiian chant
Soon the other little natives started singin' it
And the hula hula maidens started swingin' it
Like a tropical storm
of our Rice Krispies
We can't hear anything at all
Mother chants her litany of boredom and frustration
We know all her suicides are fake
Daddy only
Chant...
Me all alone
Jug of rum
Me stand and wait for the boat to come
Is lonely night is quiet the dark
The boat she late it's 12 o'
Well They Say
Live And Direct You Gonna Chant
More Reggae Music For The Ones
I Want The Music Where They Want
This Is You Rolling Up The Charts
Hey,
Et mon coeur chante
Un air bien à moi.
REFRAIN
Un air de chanson populaire,
Un chant qui gagne les faubourgs,
Ça fait du ram dam,
Ça fait du tam tam,
passionately, universally
Love, love again brotherman
Love, love again sisterwoman
Love, love again little ones
Chant it out now!
Love, love, again
Love,
play his gay Hawaiian chant
Soon the other little natives started singin' it
And the hula hula maidens started swingin' it
Like a tropical storm
When the day, when the day falls to the light
At the end, oh the end of my time
I call to the dark take the bones off my back
And I chant
Chant it up!
Let's chant more songs with a purpose,
For the beings who can't sing of themselves
Let's chant more songs about our 'āina
For
I love you, teacher. You teach me English
You teach me manners. You teach me songs and chants
Thank you and thank you
And Happy Teacher's Day
I love
OB
Sheeeshhhh
Banshee
Si j'tire pas sur mes brindilles
J'entends l'chant des Banshees
J'entends l'chant des Banshees
Il ya d'quoi faire chier un MC
naama re
Sai Om Sai Om bhajo mana re
Sing the glorious name of Lord Hari. He grants bliss to all. Chant, contemplate, hear, and meditate on His name. O
play his gay Hawaiian chant
Soon the other little natives started singin' it
And the hula hula maidens started swingin' it
Like a tropical storm
Ce chant-là
Ce chant-là est fatigué
Ce chant-là rentre du travail
un travail qu'il n'a pas aimé
Si nombreux à se serrer
dans les transports
Quand
They haul him through the mud and they chant for his death
And drag him to the feet of the purple headed priest
First they give you everything that
the sheep they pray
They bless the butcher's knife
A chant of turbid light
Sombre consolation
Carry me, oh hydra mother
To gods of festering wounds
madoda, (chants)
Kumele abesimame bevikelwe
Ithina madoda,
Kumele abesimame bevikelwe
Ithina madoda, (chants)
Indoda engalali nezingane ezincane
Indoda
celui que j'aime
Qu'il me trouve (qu'il me trouve)
Bientôt
Bientôt
Ô, toi, mon rêve
Écoute ma chanson
Un chant
Je n'ai qu'un seul chant
Pour toi
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