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Once there were greenfields
Kissed by the sun Once there were valleys Where rivers used to run Once there were blue skies With white clouds high above Once they were part of An everlasting love We were the lovers who strolled Through greenfields. Greenfields are gone now Parched by the sun Gone from the valleys Where rivers used to run Gone with the cold wind That swept in through to my heart Gone with the lovers Who let their dreams depart Where are the greenfields that we Used to roam. I'll never know what made you run away How can I keep searching when dark clouds hide the day I only know there's nothing here for me Nothing in this wild world left for me to see. But I'll keep on waiting 'Til you return I'll keep on waiting Until the day you learn You can't be happy When your heart's on a roam You can't be happy Until you bring it home Home to the greenfields and me Once again. |
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(Harry Belafonte and Lord Burgess)
This is my island in the sun Where my people have toiled since time begun I may sail on many a sea Her shores will always be home to me. 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. When morning breaks the heaven on high I lift my heavy load to the sky Sun comes down with a burning glow Mingles my sweat with the earth below. 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. I see woman on bended knee Cutting cane for her family I see man at the water side Casting nets at the surging tide. 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. I hope the day will never come That I can't awake to the sound of drum Never let me miss carnival With calypso songs philosophical. 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. Sad the time, I'll ever miss The gay colored skirts as they turn and twist Let me always hear soft guitars And a maiden's voice 'neath a thousand stars. 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. Lyrics for the Swedish version: (Swedish lyrics by Bo Goran Edling) Det fanns en tid for lange sen Da jag seglade pa Caribien Det var den forsta resan ditut Dar sol och sommar ej kan ta slut. De tusen oars land Formade av en vanlig hand Dar fanns du och jag langtar nu Till att ater vandra pa samma strand. Det fanns en tid for lange sen Da jag traffade den som blev min van Hon var sa skon som nagon kan bli Och djupt foralskade det var vi. De tusen oars land Formade av en vanlig hand Dar fanns du och jag langtar nu Till att ater vandra pa samma strand. Det fanns en tid for lange sen Da jag reste min vag fran dig igen Men alla minnen haller mig kvar Hos dig och lyckliga unga dar. De tusen oars land Formade av en vanlig hand Dar fanns du och jag langtar nu Till att ater vandra pa samma strand. Det fanns en tid for lange sen Du ska veta att jag har saknat den aren har gatt, nu reser jag dit, Till on dar solen gor sanden vit. De tusen oars land Formade av en vanlig hand Dar fanns du och jag langtar nu Till att ater vandra pa samma strand. Lyrics for the Dutch version: O eiland in de zon, waar ik liep Aan mijn vaders hand Niets bindt mij met zo'n sterke band Als jouw wouden, beken en palmenstrand. Geef mij m'n eiland in de zon Waar ik vroeger zo zorg'loos spelen kon 'k Zwerf soms duizend mijlen van huis Maar voel m'alleen op m'n eiland thuis. Ik hoor tam-tams; ze dreunen door 't woud Waar een der stamman een dansfeest houdt Ik zie vrouwen en hoor hun lied Bij het snijden van het suikerriet. Lyrics for the German version: (German lyrics by Kurt Feltz) Ich gruss´ meine Insel im Sonnenlicht, das sich silbern und hell im Morgen bricht. Ich gruss´ der Heimat flimmernden Sand, die braune Hutte am Meeresstrand. Wo meine Sonne scheint und wo meine Sterne steh'n, da kann man der Hoffnung Glanz und der Freiheit Licht in der Ferne seh'n. Ich denk´ an Last und Pein und Not, an den Ruf der Trommel im Abendrot; ich denk´ an dich und dein Schattenbild, das sich in goldene Traume hullt. Wo meine Sonne scheint und wo meine Sterne steh'n, da kann man der Hoffnung Glanz und der Freiheit Licht in der Ferne seh'n. Ich seh´ sie knie´n im hohen Rohr Und hore von fern der Freiheit Chor. Ich seh´ die Hand, die zum Himmel weist Und fuhle den Schmerz der Heimweh heisst. Wo meine Sonne scheint und wo meine Sterne steh'n, da kann man der Hoffnung Glanz und der Freiheit Licht in der Ferne seh'n. Ich hoffe, dass bald die Stunde schlagt, da mich ein Schiff zu der Insel tragt; warten auch Last und Not und Pein, dort will ich still und zufrieden sein. Wo meine Sonne scheint und wo meine Sterne steh'n, da kann man der Hoffnung Glanz und der Freiheit Licht in der Ferne seh'n. |
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(Shel Silverstein)
Well, they're buildin' the gallows outside this jail. I've got 25 minutes to go. And the whole towns waiting just to hear me wail. There's 24 minutes to go. Well, they give me some beans for my last meal. 23 minutes to go. And nobody asked me how I feel. 22 minutes to go. So, I sent for the Gov'nor and the whole darned bunch. 21 minutes to go. And I call up the Mayor, but he's out to lunch. I got 20 more minutes to go. Then, the Sheriff said, "Boy, I wanna watch you die." You've got 19 minutes to go. So I laughed in his face... and I spit in his eye. I got 18 minutes to go. Then I called up the Warden to hear my plea. I've got 17 minute to go. He said, "Call me back in a week or three. You've got 16 minutes to go. Now, my lawyer says he's sorry that he missed my case. I've got 15 minutes to go. Well, if you're so sorry, come and take my place. I got 14 minutes to go. Now, here comes the padre to save my soul. With 13 minutes to go. And he's talkin' about burnin', but I'm so cold. I've got 12 minutes to go. Now they're testin' the trap. And it chills my spine. 11 more minutes to go. And the trap and the rope, ah they works just fine. I've got 10 minutes to go. Well, I'm a-waitin' for the pardon, gonna set me free With 9 minutes to go. But this ain't the movies, so forget about me. I got 8 minutes to go. Now I'm climbin' up the ladder to the scaffold there With 7 minutes to go. Now I'd better watch my step or else I'll break my leg. I got 6 minutes to go. With my feet on the trap and my head in the noose 5 minutes to go. Won't someone come and cut me loose. I got 4 minutes to go. I can see the mountains, see the sky. 3 minutes to go. And it's too darned pretty for a man don't wanna die. I got 2 minutes to go. I can hear the buzzards, hear the crows. 1 minute to go. And now I'm swingin' and here I gooooooooo... |
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