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Bài hát Rule Britannia - Della Jones, The Royal Choral Society, BBC Concert Orchestra, Barry Wordsworth. When Britain fi-i-irst, at heaven's command,. Aro-o-o-o-ose from out the a-a-a-zure main
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Strangers in the night exchanging glances. Wond'ring in the night what were the chances. We'd be sharing love before the night was through. . Something in your eyes was so inviting. Something in
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Bài hát Rule Britannia - Della Jones, The Royal Choral Society, BBC Concert Orchestra, Barry Wordsworth. When Britain fi-i-irst, at heaven's command,. Aro-o-o-o-ose from out the a-a-a-zure main
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Oh, the shark has pretty teeth, dear. And he shows 'em, pearly white. Just a jack knife has Macheath, dear. And he keeps it, keeps it way out of sight. . When that shark bites with his teeth
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A1. Ta nếm thử rượu đời . Người mời rót lả lơi . Nên thấm say rã rời. Men đời đắng chát tả tơi . -. Tình lên ngôi nồng ái . Bỗng hẹn thề phai phôi . Tình anh em một lối. Chữ danh lợi rẽ đôi . A2. Ta
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nobody's really sure. . And so it goes - go round again. But now and then we wonder who the real men are. . See the nice boys - dancing in pairs. Golden earring golden tan. Blow-wave in the hair
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nobody's really sure. . And so it goes - go round again. But now and then we wonder who the real men are. . See the nice boys - dancing in pairs. Golden earring golden tan. Blow-wave in the hair
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In the soil of out sadness. Hear our hearts bell a serenade. A faint choir tenderly shaping. A lament . a hollow refuge. In the blood of the twinkling sky. Breathing in air drunk dry. There
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Oh amazing grace how sweet the sound that saved a wretch like me. I once was lost oh but now I'm found I was blind Lord but now I see. Through many dangers toils and snares that we already fear
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what God. Is a woman I know her. What if rich white straight men. Didn't rule the world anymore. What if rich white straight men. Didn't rule the world anymore. If you're from another. Land then come
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wouldn't burn. They were protected by the Fourth Man in the fire. They wouldn't bend. They wouldn't bow, they wouldn't burn. Now the prophet Daniel tells about. Three men who walked with God. Shadrach
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gruff. I liked his shy, sad glance. I never told him so. But then, I never got the chance Some men are heroes. Some men outshine the sun. Some men are simple, good men. This man wasn't one This man
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gruff. I liked his shy, sad glance. I never told him so. But then, I never got the chance Some men are heroes. Some men outshine the sun. Some men are simple, good men. This man wasn't one This man
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Southern Nights. By Glen Campbell. . Southern nights. Have you ever felt a southern night. Free as a breeze, not to mention the trees. Whistling tunes that you know and love so. . Southern
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Five miles out of London on the Western Avenue. Must have been a wonder when it was brand new. Talkin' 'bout the splendour of the Hoover factory. I know that you'd agree if you had seen it too
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You clamber up. And look behind. Their watchful eyes. The helping hands. A hen that's fierce. And painted blue. With red eyes. Wants to swallow you. A dragon dives and soars on tracks. The
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Like a dream on the ocean. Always drifting away. And I can't catch up. She just skips away - on the tide. Sometimes a great notion. Can lead you astray. So weak to devotion. So strong to
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. Put your poker face on cause they are all calling your bluff!!!You are the jack of all trades. without any jester!!!The queens the master of disaster;which you should fear. SO,WHAT THE QUEEN TOLD ALICE
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We're the kings of rock now nigga, know-mean? Queens Day. Cash made on Hollis Ave, queen's queen's queen's. Yeah yeah yeah, make, make it, make it seem easy. Queens Day. Cash made on Hollis Ave Q
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Work all day, as men who know,. Wheels must turn to keep, to keep the flow,. . Build on up, don't break the chain,. Sparks will fly, when the whistle blows,. . Never stop the action,. Keep it
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She tries not to shatter, kaleidoscope style. Personality changes behind her red smile. Every new problem brings a stranger inside. Heplessly forcing one more new disguise. . Christine-the
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know gold long turn to rust. I still swear that we can reign like the kings and queens of better yesterday. Don't you know. I been burned, I been burned, I been burned. You see me lose control. It's not
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you and I will ever see 'Cause love was a magnet on the Jersey shore. If you were looking for love, boys, you could have found it in '44. 'Cause love wore a halo back before the war. When the men
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last. . Through the windows of the train,. I caught reflections of a paper cup,. Hanging small in a pale blue sky,. Never knowing which way's up. . Above the clouds, what's to be found,. I have
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could be King. . How would you describe a king?. Would he wear a crown and royal things?. Or would he rule the world with a strong hand?. Or give his life for all of man?. . Only one could be
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men share a joke. I run to grasp divining signs. To satisfy the hoax. The yellow jester does not play. But gently pulls the strings. And smiles as the puppets dance. In the court of the crimson king.
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Way down yonder in New Orleans. In the land of the dreamy scenes. There's a Garden Of Eden, you know what I mean? Creole babies with flashin' eyes. Softly whisper their tender sighs. Then stop
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Work all day, as men who know,. Wheels must turn to keep, to keep the flow,. . Build on up, don't break the chain,. Sparks will fly, when the whistle blows,. . Never stop the action,. Keep it
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Harmful elements in the air. Symbols crashing everywhere. Reaps the fields of rice and reeds. While the population feeds. Junk floats on polluted water. An old custom to sell your daughter
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He broke your heart . He took your soul . You hurt inside . 'Cause there's a hole . You need some time . To be alone . Then you will find . What you've always known . I'm the one who really loves you
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the dams and start again. Oh, let the river in. The will of men. Can't hold it in Oh, let the river in. As the blood beneath my skin. Let the river in. Nature plays. Nature wins You held on to my
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the dams and start again. Oh, let the river in. The will of men. Can't hold it in Oh, let the river in. As the blood beneath my skin. Let the river in. Nature plays. Nature wins You held on to my
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. It's the most wonderful time of the year. With the kids jingle belling. And everyone telling you "Be of good cheer". It's the most wonderful time of the year. It's the hap-happiest season of all
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