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Seekers - I'll Never Find Another You | Текст Иностранной Песни
There's a new world somewhere They call the Promised Land And I'll be there someday If you will hold my hand I still need you there beside me No matter
Seekers - Yesterday | Текст Иностранной Песни
Yesterday All my troubles seemed so far away Now it seems as though they're here to stay Oh I believe in yesterday Suddenly I'm not half the man I used to
Seekers - Angeline Is Always Friday | Текст Иностранной Песни
Clatter -- the milkman at my doorstep, bustle -- my neighbour at her tea; In all the world no one's so glad to see the sun as me. Angeline is always Friday, Angeline is spring
Seekers - Cloudy | Текст Иностранной Песни
Cloudy, the sky is gray and white and cloudy Sometimes I think it's hanging down on me And it's a hitchhike a hundred miles I'm a rag a muffin child
Seekers - Waltzing Matilda | Текст Иностранной Песни
Once a jolly swagman camped by a billabong, Under the shade of a coolibah tree. He sang and he watched and waited 'til his billy boiled, "You'll come a-waltzing,
Seekers - Nobody Knows The Trouble I've Seen | Текст Иностранной Песни
Chorus: Nobody knows the trouble I've seen; Nobody knows my sorrow. Nobody knows the trouble I've seen; Glory, Hallelujah! (Repeat chorus) Sometimes
Seekers - I Wish You Could Be Here | Текст Иностранной Песни
Looking from my window On the freshly fallen snow, It sparkles as it tumbles Upon the street below, The crackle of the fire Is laughing in my ear, The room is warm
Seekers - Georgy Girl | Текст Иностранной Песни
Hey there, Georgy girl Swinging down the street so fancy-free Nobody you meet could ever see the loneliness there inside you Hey there, Georgy girl Why do all the boys just
Seekers - Cottonfields | Текст Иностранной Песни
When I was a little biddy baby My mamma would a-rock me in my cradle, In them old cottonfields back home; When I was a little biddy baby My mamma would a-rock me in my
Seekers - Danny Boy | Текст Иностранной Песни
Oh, Danny Boy, the pipes, the pipes are calling From glen to glen and down the mountainside; The summer's gone, and all the roses falling, It's you, it's you must go,
