A keresés eredménye oldal 2

What are little boys made of?

What, what, what
Are little boys made of?
La-la-la-la-la-la-la...
Of freckles and firecrackers,
Rulers and batteries.
That's what little boys are made of!
That's what little boys are made of!
La-la-la-la-la-la-la...
 
What, what, what
Are little girls made of?
La-la-la-la-la-la-la...
Of flowers and bells,
Notebooks and glances
That's what little girls are made of!
That's what little girls are made of!
La-la-la-la-la-la-la...
 
What, what, what
Are little boys made of?
La-la-la-la-la-la-la...
Of springs and pictures,
Glasses and blotting paper.
That's what little boys are made of!
That's what little boys are made of!
La-la-la-la-la-la-la...
 
What, what, what
Are little girls made of?
La-la-la-la-la-la-la...
Of tangles and kerchiefs,
Riddles and jellybeans
That's what little girls are made of!
That's what little girls are made of!
La-la-la-la-la-la-la...
 

Dolphins

The ships on the high seas are like birds in the sky
The waves take the brave people to the unknown distance
They sail somewhere following the sunset
And merry dolphins see the ships off
 
The kind and wet dolphins
They look at you with their intelligent eyes
The modest and black dolphins
They ask to tell them a fairytale
 
There is a mystery island in the azure ocean
But it's so difficult for sailors to find it in fog
Only the person who believes in fairytale
Who can tell the people a fairytale
He can find a shore in the ocean
 
The kind and wet dolphins
They look at you with their intelligent eyes
The modest and black dolphins
They ask to tell them a fairytale
 

Miniature White Sailing Boats

Versions: #2
Miniature white sailing boats, miniature white sailing boats
Drift across the sky.
Miniature white sailing boats, miniature white sailing boats
Carry rains on high.
 
Sailing boats don't need the wharfs, sailing boats don't need the wharfs
In the sky confines.
Sailing boats attempt to dock, sailing boats attempt to dock
To the crowns of pines.
 
Little boats keep drifting by, little boats keep drifting by
To us from afar.
Miniature white sailing boats, miniature white sailing boats
Are the clouds, they are.
 
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Zabava's Song

We princesses are so unhappy
The law forbids us to love
There is an old order in Czar's family
We should have a marriage of convenience
 
I don't want to have a marriage of convenience
I want to marry for love
Freedom! Freedom! Give me freedom!
I'll fly away in the sky like a bird
 
We princesses are living in captivity
Our young years are being wasted
All the time we need to think about the throne
Performing the will of Father Czar
 
But I don't want to think about the throne
I want to think about love
I want... I want... I want to be free!
I'll fly away in the sky like a bird
 

Vanya's Song

I am a simple man, I'll say it honestly
I've never seen such a beauty before
Now I can't live a day without you
So hard to believe!
I've fallen in love with a Czar's daughter!
 
I can't speak about love
Forgive me if something is wrong
 
I am the kind of man, I don't like idle chatter
If you need something, don't be sad, I'll help you!
Just wink and I'll help you soon
Oh, I got a crush on a Czar's daughter!
 
I can't speak about love
Forgive me if something is wrong
 

The Song Of Tomcat Matthew

The end's at hand, I'm wild cat Matt,
For my first move will be my last.
I'm tomcat Matt, my scheme is known:
I hate to pull a cat by its tail bone.1
 
Nightmare's touch is in my eyes, (Meow)
Just one quick jump, one blow to skies. (Meow)
I do not need a second try -
I hate to pull a tail by cat awry.
 
(Ugh! Hell no! Of course, the opposite is true.)
 
I hit just once, I'm quick and brave,
I ate a dog in these affairs,2
I'm tomcat Matt, my scheme is known:
I hate to pull a cat by its (me-me-me-meow) tail bone.
 

• 1. idiomatic: to delay, to procrastinate
• 2. idiomatic: I have a lot of experience in this

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The final song

So that people can fly to Mars
Without fear
An old fairy tale
Teaches us to dream
 
It's important to remember
Like an answer for a task that
Everybody in their life
Should be a kind magician
 
We should together
Say out loud that
In hard times
Songs help us not to be sad
 
It's important to remember
Like an answer for a task that
Everybody in their life
Should be a kind magician
 
In the end
We should remind everybody that
Every day,
Friendship makes one hundred wonders
 
It's important to remember
Like an answer for a task that
Everybody in their life
Should be a kind magician
 

What a Mess!

Tiny tots are planting flowers,
Sweeping sidewalk paths for hours,
Cleaning leaves and grass for naught,
Preening feathers, are they not?!
Ha-ha-ha and he-he-he...
 
We will scatter wooden pieces,
Strew the paper strips and faeces:
Garbage, dirt and piles of rubble -
What could be more cool than trouble?
Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha!
 
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English Lesson

- I draw a building in chalk
What is written on it?
What is written on it?
 
- Kino
 
- Now...
What is this building called in English?
what is this building called in English?
 
- Cinema
 
- Yes, that's right!
 
- A class is going to the cinema
Who is waiting to go in?
Who is waiting to go in?
 
- Deti
 
Now...
What are they called in English, please?
What are they called in English, please?
 
- Children
 
- Well done!
 
- Everyone gets top marks today
We'll see each other again tomorrow
We'll see each other again tomorrow
 
- Tomorrow is Sunday
 
- You can understand me
If you can understand what I say
If you can understand what I say...
 

Sawfish's song

My name is Sawfish
I cut everything in the ocean
My sharp saw will cut
Your ship to pieces soon
 
I love it, I love it
I cut everything in the world
I love it, I love it
I cut everything in the world
 
From my childhood I was cutting everything I could
I guess it is my vocation
My mammy was a saw
My granny was a saw too
 
I love it, I love it
I cut everything in the world
I love it, I love it
I cut everything in the world
 

Wild Guitarss song

Oh, round cracknels and sweets!
Bary-rastabary!
We are forest 'Semi-precious stones',
'Wild Guitars'
 
We cry,
We strum and drum
If we find someone in the forest
If we find someone in the forest
We won't joke with them
We'll tear them apart
We'll tear them apart
 

The way long with clouds

The road, the road it leads from the doorstep,
it leads from the doorstep to the shiny dream.
Even if the dream is unreachable, but it still feels nice
when you walk back home
 
(...)
Its nice to be under sky,
feeling like in a boat under sails,
together with trustful friends,
sailing whenever the horizon lies.
Walking the road along with clouds,
road with clouds,
it feels good when we are together
and we are just walking back home.
 
Roads, roads, they are like caring arms,
Like caring arms of good friends,
The travel gives us many good friends,
and its much more entertaining to walk together with friends!
 
(...)
 
The road, the road, it resembles a friend,
It looks like a friend, with which always,
Its always funny, and never too tight in space,
even on a most narrow path, never!
 
(...)
 

Song for Dad

Versions: #2
So many songs we sang together
For our dear mother,
But until this song
There was no single song for dad
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Dad can do anything, everything
He can swim brass, he can argue in bass, he can chop wood,
Dad can do, Dad can be - anything, but
He cannot, no he cannot be Mom,
He cannot, no he cannot be Mom
 
If Dad is at home, the house is in order:
Gas is burning, and light is not dimming,
No doubt, Dad is most important in the house,
When mom is not there, just by accident
 
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Dad can manage even hardest task.
If you just give him enough time,
And what Dad could not solve,
We will solve with Mom after.
 
Dad can do anything, everything
He can swim brass, he can argue in bass, he can chop wood,
Dad can do, Dad can be - anything, but
He cannot, no he cannot be Mom,
He cannot, no he cannot be Mom
 
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