Mine eyes have seen the glory of the coming of the Lord He is trampling out the vintage where the grapes of wrath are stored He has loosed the fateful
Tłumaczenie: Williams, Andy. Battle Of The Hymn Republiki.
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Oh I fell in love, like they do in the magazines, On a football field, it was a long daydream. All my high school spent in faithful disbelief I know that
and Yates would save Was for king and queen not knave I have no poem that describes my charm No story told that's short and sweet I have no hymn, I
conditioned dressing rooms, please. "I'm what? Well, so's your wife! She's not? Well, to each his own. "Beg pardon, stick it in my what? Well, really, Merle who?" [Choir] William
I could hear them singing Precious Mem'ries as the congregation sang a hymn for me I saw my widowed wife tremble and cry As my few friends passed to say
'm staying in my well-appointed valley on the hill O I'll grow hale on seawater a son on the honey milk and leave something to loneliness Sweet William will
Tłumaczenie: Dar Williams. Hymn.
Tłumaczenie: Wilhelm Orański. Hymn.
