Harry Belafonte - Kwela (Listen To The Man) | Текст Иностранной Песни
Here comes the doo doo, flying up the street Running like the fire burning on his feet Casting his eye left to the right Looking for a place he can duck out of sight
Harry Belafonte - A Star In The East | Текст Иностранной Песни
There's a star in the east on Christmas morn Rise up shepherd and follow It'll lead to the place where the Savior's born Rise up shepherd and follow Leave
Harry Belafonte - I Do Adore Her | Текст Иностранной Песни
When shadows fall and stars appears A pain I feel I cannot hear If I could relive that faithful day I would not turn my love away I reveal how I do adore her Hang
Harry Belafonte - Try To Remember | Текст Иностранной Песни
Try to remember the kind of September When life was slow and oh, so mellow Try to remember the kind of September When grass was green and grain was yellow Try to remember
Harry Belafonte - Amen | Текст Иностранной Песни
See the little baby, (Amen) Lyin' in a manger, (Amen) On Christmas morning, Amen, amen, amen See him in the temple, (Amen) Talking with the elders, (Amen)
Harry Belafonte - Water Boy-Odetta | Текст Иностранной Песни
Water boy Where are you hiding? If you don't come right here Gonna tell your pa on you There ain't no hammer On this mountain That ring like mine,
Harry Belafonte - Cotton Fields | Текст Иностранной Песни
When I was a little baby, My Mama would rock me in the cradle In them there, ol' cotton fields at home When I was a little baby, My Mama would rock me in the cradle
Harry Belafonte - Island In The Sun | Текст Иностранной Песни
Oh island in the sun Willed to me by my father's hand All my days I will sing in praise Of your forest waters, your shining sand As morning breaks, the Heaven on
Harry Belafonte - Day-O (Banana Boat Song) | Текст Иностранной Песни
Day-o, day-ay-ay-o Daylight come and he wan' go home Day, he say day, he say day, he say day, he say day, he say day-ay-ay-o Daylight come and he wan' go home
Harry Belafonte - Danny Boy | Текст Иностранной Песни
Oh, Danny boy, the pipes, the pipes are calling From glen to glen, and down the mountain side. The summer's gone, and all the roses falling, It's you, it's you must