(Jack Poels). ik denk an 't begin. en langzaam wuurd 't stil. 't is als 'n deake um meej hin. en mien verstand deud wat 't wil. 't wil terug nar 't moment.
Certainly. The children have seen them. In quiet places where the moss grows green. Coloured shells. Jangle together. The wind is cold, the year is old.
Let me be where love is born. To sail upon a scallop shell. The way no hair of a thought is disturbed. And the sight is still. . As moonlight clasps each leaf.
by Robin Williamson. . When evening shadow fall. All tongues at last will tire of bustling trade. The brightest eye at last grows dull. And the finest flowers fade.
I had a feeling you couldn't be found. I was tired of getting struck down. I never saw you coming my way. I'm so, I'm so distracted. Infatuated, and now I see you running away..
Close your eyes, in shallow light. And lately I want to dream. Will you stay with me?. Or turn and leave. . What if love is a feeling to believe in?. What if love is feeling that brings us all down to our knees.
You make me feel,. Like I'm in the air.. You make me feel,. Like I'm very fair.. Oh my head is spinning,. Like I'm off the ground,. Oh my head is spinning,.
Weiss weiss weiss sind alle meine Kleider. Weiss weiss weiss ist alles was ich hab. Darum lieb ich alles was so weiss ist, weil mein Schatz ein Bcker Bcker ist..
Chorus. What shall we do with the drunken sailor x 2. Early in the morning. . Put him in the longboat till he's sober. Put him in the longboat till he's sober.
We shouldnt be alone in this place, its a big mistake. What the hell we doing together?. Dont tell me its a risk we take. My whole bodys shaking like a leaf in stormy weather.
Pre>. C f em. Oh you tell me that there's danger to the land you call your own. . F em am. And you watch them build the war machine right beside your home.
Over the ashes of blood marched the civilized soldiers. Over the ruins of the French fortress of a failure. Over the silent screams of the dead and the dying.
Walkin' down an Alabama road. Rememberin' what the Bible told. Walkin' with a letter in his hand. Dreaming of another southern land. Walkin' down an Alabama road.
As I went out one evening to take the evening air. I was blessed by a blood-red moon. In Lincoln Park the dark was turning. . I spied a fair young maiden and a flame was in her eyes.
The pilot's playing poker in the cockpit of the plane. The casualties are rising like the dropping of rain. And the mountain of machinery will fall before a man.
Oh, where were you in Chicago?. You know I didn't see you there. I didn't see them crack your head or breathe the tear gas air. Oh, where were you in Chicago?.
Religon!. In the town of bethlehem many years ago. A man got religion and he changed the staus quo. He went around the countryside preaching brotherhood.
Pre>. A. In the fire blue forests, faded and forgotten. . I crawled through the cotton fields, picking for cotton. D. The overseer sneered, his whipping was rotten.
There's no place in this world where I'll belong when I'm gone. And I won't know the right from the wrong when I'm gone. And you won't find me singin' on this song when I'm gone.
When first unto this country a stanger I came,. I fought the revolution, peace and quiet was my aim.. When the indians attacked us, at least that's what I'm told,.