Carl Sandburg lyrics
Pass, Friend [Spanish translation]
The doors of the morning must open.
The keys of the night are not thrown away.
I who have loved morning know its doors.
I who have loved night know it...
Pass, Friend [Swedish translation]
The doors of the morning must open.
The keys of the night are not thrown away.
I who have loved morning know its doors.
I who have loved night know it...
Sky Prayers lyrics
Sea sunsets, give us keepsakes.
Prairie gloamings, pay us for prayers.
Mountain clouds on bronze skies -
Give us great memories.
Let us have summer ro...
Sleep Impression lyrics
The dark blue wind of early autumn ran on the early autumn sky
In the fields of yellow moon harvest.
I slept, I almost slept,
I said listening:
Trees ...
Sleep Impression [German translation]
The dark blue wind of early autumn ran on the early autumn sky
In the fields of yellow moon harvest.
I slept, I almost slept,
I said listening:
Trees ...
Sleep Impression [Spanish translation]
The dark blue wind of early autumn ran on the early autumn sky
In the fields of yellow moon harvest.
I slept, I almost slept,
I said listening:
Trees ...
Sleep Impression [Swedish translation]
The dark blue wind of early autumn ran on the early autumn sky
In the fields of yellow moon harvest.
I slept, I almost slept,
I said listening:
Trees ...
Solo for Saturday Night Guitar lyrics
Time was. Time is. Time shall be.
Man invented time to be used.
Love was. Love is. Love shall be.
Yet man never invented love
Nor is love to be used l...
Speech lyrics
There was
what we call "words,"
a lot of language,
syllables,
each syllable made of air.
Then there was
s i l e n c e,
no talk at all,
no more syllabl...
Speech [German translation]
There was
what we call "words,"
a lot of language,
syllables,
each syllable made of air.
Then there was
s i l e n c e,
no talk at all,
no more syllabl...
Speech [Spanish translation]
There was
what we call "words,"
a lot of language,
syllables,
each syllable made of air.
Then there was
s i l e n c e,
no talk at all,
no more syllabl...
Speech [Swedish translation]
There was
what we call "words,"
a lot of language,
syllables,
each syllable made of air.
Then there was
s i l e n c e,
no talk at all,
no more syllabl...
Timber Moon lyrics
There is a way the moon looks into the timber at night
And tells the walnut trees secrets of silver sand -
There is a way the moon makes a lattice wor...
Timber Moon [German translation]
There is a way the moon looks into the timber at night
And tells the walnut trees secrets of silver sand -
There is a way the moon makes a lattice wor...
Timber Moon [Spanish translation]
There is a way the moon looks into the timber at night
And tells the walnut trees secrets of silver sand -
There is a way the moon makes a lattice wor...
Timber Moon [Swedish translation]
There is a way the moon looks into the timber at night
And tells the walnut trees secrets of silver sand -
There is a way the moon makes a lattice wor...
Under the Harvest Moon lyrics
Under the harvest moon,
When the soft silver
Drips shimmering
Over the garden nights,
Death, the gray mocker,
Comes and whispers to you
As a beautiful...
Under the Harvest Moon [German translation]
Under the harvest moon,
When the soft silver
Drips shimmering
Over the garden nights,
Death, the gray mocker,
Comes and whispers to you
As a beautiful...
Under the Harvest Moon [Spanish translation]
Under the harvest moon,
When the soft silver
Drips shimmering
Over the garden nights,
Death, the gray mocker,
Comes and whispers to you
As a beautiful...
Under the Harvest Moon [Swedish translation]
Under the harvest moon,
When the soft silver
Drips shimmering
Over the garden nights,
Death, the gray mocker,
Comes and whispers to you
As a beautiful...
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