: Una notte con te vale tutta una vita non guardarmi cosi tu soffrire mi fai ti prego rimani con me... dove vai... non sai Vivro solamente per te per
: (Boulanger - Kennedy) When the twlight is gone And no songbird is singing When the twlight is gone You come into my heart And here in my heart you
: This is my pray'r, my only pray'r when the night comes and all is still on my pillow, this is my pray'r. That he will care, really will care, when
et que je desespere Que ton image s'envole mais il n'y a rien a faire Tu es ce pourquoi j'ai vecu jusqu'a maintenant Mais voila que tu n'es plus, plus
Fat cats just getting fatter Linin' their pockets, what does is matter? All I want is an honest wage A piece of ground where my kids are safe Eighty
(public domain) When the curtains of night are pinned back by the stars And the beautiful moon sweeps the sky Dewdrops from heaven are kissing the rose
IF I COULD HEAR MY MOTHER PRAYER AGAIN WRITERS JAMES ROWE, JAMES W. VAUGHN How sweet and happy seem those days of which I dream When memory recalls them
Words & Music by Hank Snow I never shall forget the day I heard my dear old mother say "I'm leaving now the old home dear, remember Jack your mother
Peaceful valleys, mountaintops No dark alleys or sudden stops This is my prayer This is my prayer for you Love is calling, starry skies Always falling
This is my pray'r, my only pray'r when the night comes and all is still on my pillow, this is my pray'r. That he will care, really will care, when I need
Una notte con te vale tutta una vita non guardarmi cosi tu soffrire mi fai ti prego rimani con me... dove vai... non sai Vivro solamente per te per sognare
Peaceful valleys, mountaintops No dark alleys, or sudden stops This is my prayer This is my prayer for you Love is calling, starry skies Always falling
When the curtains of night are pinned back by the stars And the beautiful moon sweeps the sky Dewdrops from Heaven are kissing the rose It's then that
How sweet and happy seem those days of which I dream When memory recalls them now and then And with what rapture sweet my weary heart would beat If I
Tradução: Krauss, Alison. Voy a recordar, el amor, en mis oraciones.
Tradução: Franklin, Aretha. Decir que la oración Litle para usted.
Tradução: Art Garfunkel. La Oración del Señor / Ahora me acuesto a dormir.
