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| 1:21 | 
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| 2. |
| 3:38 | 
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When I was small, and Christmas trees were tall,
we used to love while others used to play. Don't ask me why, but time has passed us by, someone else moved in from far away. Now we are tall, and Christmas trees are small, and you don't ask the time of day. But you and I, our love will never die, but guess who'll cry come first of May. The apple tree that grew for you and me, I watched the apples falling one by one. And as I recall the moment of them all, the day I kissed your cheek and you were gone. Now we are tall, and Christmas trees are small, and you don't ask the time of day. But you and I, our love will never die, but guess who'll cry come first of May. When I was small, and Christmas trees were tall, do do do do do do do do do ... Don't ask me why, but time has passed us by, someone else moved in from far away. |
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| 3. |
| 3:26 |
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| 4. |
| 4:03 |
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| 5. |
| 3:39 |
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Every breath you take
Every move you make Every bond you break Every step you take I'll be watching you Every single day Every word you say Every game you play Every night you stay I'll be watching you Oh can't you see you belong to me how my poor heart breaks with every step you take. Every move you make Every vow you break Every smile you fake Every claim you stake I'll be watching you Since you've gone I been lost without a trace I dream at night I can only see your face I look around but it's you I can't replace I feel so cold and I long for your embrace I keep crying baby, baby please. Oh can't you see you belong to me how my poor heart breaks with every step you take Every move you make Every vow you break Every smile you fake Every claim you stake I'll be watching you Every move you make Hmm Hmm HmM Hmm Hmm |
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| 6. |
| 4:20 |
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| 7. |
| 4:48 |
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Though I a wanderer be,
No home on land or sea. Still my heart returns to thee silent reverie. Though on Scotland’s bonnie shore, My feet shall tread no more. When I die will you bury me? Beneath a rowan tree. I love thy frosty morn. Where the hunter winds his horn, And thy heathered moors and glens, I’ll not roam again. Though on Scotland’s purple breast, I no longer take my rest. When I die, will you bury me? Beneath a rowan tree. At brave Culloden’s stand, Highland blood like water ran 30,000 pounds upon my head For dear life I fled. Oh but though no crown I won, I’ll always be your native son. So when I die, will you bury me? Beneath a rowan tree. Beneath a rowan tree. |
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| 1:20 |
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| 9. |
| 4:16 |
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| 10. |
| 3:53 |
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You with the sad eyes
Don't be discouraged Oh I realize It's hard to take courage In a world full of people You can lose sight of it all And the darkness inside you Can make you feel so small But I see your true colors Shining through I see your true colors And that's why I love you So don't be afraid to let them show Your true colors True colors are beautiful, Like a rainbow Show me a smile then, Don't be unhappy, can't remember When I last saw you laughing If this world makes you crazy And you've taken all you can bear You call me up Because you know I'll be there And I'll see your true colors Shining through I see your true colors And that's why I love you So don't be afraid to let them show Your true colors True colors are beautiful, Like a rainbow |
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| 11. |
| 3:16 |
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| 12. |
| 4:18 |
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The race of life is nearly o'er
And the night around me's falling As one by one the stars shine through I hear angel voices calling Bright beings come to welcome me To my eternal dwelling Though once hard-pressed, all that fills my breast Is joy beyond the telling When just a lad I roamed these hills From whence I take my parting And yet no place on earth's so dear As the land for which I'm starting Bright beings come to welcome me To my eternal dwelling Though once hard-pressed, all that fills my breast Is joy beyond the telling The gates of pearl, I see them now Everlasting morn has broken The victor's crown is on my brow Of olive branches woven Bright beings come to welcome me To my eternal dwelling Though once hard-pressed, all that fills my breast Is joy beyond the telling |
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| 13. |
| 4:37 |
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O give me a home where the buffaloes roam
Where the deer and the antelope play Where seldom is heard a discouraging word And the skies are not cloudy all day: Home, home on the range, Where the deer and the antelope play Where seldom is heard a discouraging word And the skies are not cloudy all day: |
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| 14. |
| 4:09 |
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I see trees of green
red roses too I see them bloom for me and you and i think to muself what a wonderful world I see skies of bule and clouds of white the bright blessed day, dark sacred night and I think to myself, what a wonderful world the colors of the raindow so pretty in the sky are also on the faces of people going by I see friends shaking hands saying "How do you do?" they're really saying "I love you" I hear babies crying, I watch them grow They’ll learn much more than I’ll never know But I think to myself what a wonderful world I think to myself what a wonderful world Hey, yeah, wonderful, wonderful world The colours of the rainbow so pretty in the sky Are also on the faces of people passing by I see friends shakin’ hands saying “How do you do?” They’re really saying “I love you” I hear babies crying, I watch them grow They’ll learn much more than I’ll never know But I think to myself what a wonderful world I think to myself what a wonderful world Hey, yeah, wonderful, wonderful world |
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| 15. |
| 3:52 |
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| 16. |
| 2:08 |
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