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Hindu Kush Brahma
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Govinda jaya-jaya
Aravinda dala
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Happy BirdDay to you
Happy BirdDay dear Freshmen.
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In God We Trust [demo]
01:31
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Feuilles oh, sauvé la vie moi, dans mes yeux mouilles oh
Feuilles oh, sauvé la vie moi, dans mes yeux mouilles oh
Pitie moi malade, mon coeur caille gang-gang, si me l'eau
Pitie moi malade, mon coeur caille gang-gang, si lu bon gang-gang
Sauvé la vie moi, dans mes yeux mouilles oh
Feuilles oh, sauvé la vie moi, dans mes yeux mouilles oh
Feuilles oh, sauvé la vie moi, dans mes yeux mouilles oh
Pitie moi malade, mon coeur caille gang-gang, si me l'eau.
Pitie moi malade, mon coeur caille gang-gang, si lu bon gang-gang
Sauvé la vie moi, dans mes yeux mouilles oh
Dans mes yeux mouilles oh
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You know that I'm gonna view that holy city
Oh, I'm gonna view that holy city one of these days, Hallelujah!
I'm gonna view that holy city
I'm gonna view that holy city one of these days, one of these days
You know that I'm gonna meet my loving Jesus
Oh, I'm gonna meet my loving Jesus one of these days, Hallelujah!
I'm gonna meet my loving Jesus
I'm gonna view that holy city, (and I will) meet my loving Jesus one of these days, one of these days
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Who loves the sun
Who cares that it makes plants grow
Who cares what it does
Since you broke my heart
Who loves the wind
Who cares that it makes breezes
Who cares what it does
Since you broke my heart
Pa Pa Pa Pa
Who loves the sun
Pa Pa Pa Pa
Who loves the sun
Pa Pa Pa Pa
Not everyone
Pa Pa Pa Pa
Who loves the sun
Who loves the rain
Who cares that it makes flowers
Who cares that it makes showers
Since you broke my heart
Who loves the sun
Who cares that it is shining
Who cares what it does
Since you broke my heart
Pa Pa Pa Pa
Who loves the sun
Pa Pa Pa Pa
Who loves the sun
Pa Pa Pa Pa
Not everyone
Pa Pa Pa Pa
Who loves the sun
Sun
Sun
Sun
Pa Pa Pa Pa
Who loves the sun
Pa Pa Pa Pa
Who loves the sun
Pa Pa Pa Pa
Not just anyone
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Without going out of my door
I can know all things on Earth
Without looking out of my window
I could know the ways of Heaven
The farther one travels
The less one knows
The less one really knows
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I'll be home for Christmas, this year.
I don't know where to go.
Ooooh oooh, Merry Christmas, Baby
Ooooh oooh, Merry Christmas, Baby
Take me home for Christmas, this year.
I don't know where to go.
The children are hungry
The parents are home (parents are home).
No one shall be left or alone.
We wait for the presents,
We're happy with none.
We go back in time
But a year is gone.
Ooooh oooh, Merry Christmas, Baby
Ooooh oooh, Merry Christmas, Baby
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I do not need you
Nor do I listen to the words you say
Strongly I heed you
But every promise seems to fade away
Who is the clown
That walks in the steps of my shadow?
Is it the man
Who does what he can but never does it right?
How can I prove?
There is no reasoning or asking why
Only to prove
I love you deeply with the sun in my eyes
I love you deeply with the sun in my eyes
I love you deeply with the sun in my eyes
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The Bacum Buenos Aires, Argentina
Based in Buenos Aires, Argentina The Bacum is a one man formation that likes to turn sixties pop into gospel, glam into ethno-electronic... all within the same song! In 2015 he published his first album All, followed by Beauty (2017). In 2019-2020 he released Can on a monthly basis. A new album is in the work for 2021. Stay tuned. ... more
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