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Bài hát Torna a Surriento - Luciano Pavarotti, The Nat. Vide 'o mare quant'è bello,. Spira tantu sentimento,. Comme tu a chi tiene mente,. Ca scetato 'o faie sunnà. Guarda, gua’, chistu ciardino
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wagon train. On the road to the golden gate On the flat cracked desert I jumped ship. It just made sense to me. I've spent too long in the belly of the beast. And now I shall be free Luciano Pavarotti
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Luciano Pavarotti. Cielo E Mar. Cielo e mar! l?etereo velo. Splende come un santo altar. L?angiol mio verra dal cielo?. L?angiol mio verra dal mare?. Qui l?attendo; ardente spira. Oggi il
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Song I Hate You Then I Love You (Duet with Luciano Pavarotti) - Celine Dion. I'd like to run away from you. But if I were to leave you I would die. I'd like to break the chains you put around me. And
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ho hoho. nel blu degl'occhi tuoi blu,. felice di stare qua gi,. nel blu degl'occhi tuoi blu,. felice di stare qua gi. con te. ENGLISH- Sometimes the world is a valley of heartaches and tears
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I can't control this flesh and blood. That's wrapped around my bones. It moves beneath me like a river. Into the great unknown I stepped onto the moving stairs. Before I could tie my shoes
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And now, the end is near,. And so I face the final curtain. My friend, I'll say it clear;. I'll state my case of which I'm certain. I've lived a life that's full. I've travelled each and every
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Bài hát My Way - Luciano Pavarotti, Frank S. And now, the end is near. And so I face that final curtain . My friend, I'll make it clear . I'll state my case, of which I am certain . I've lived a life
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La donna è mobile, qual piùma al vento,. Woman is fickle (movable), like a feather in the wind,. muta d'accento, e di pensiero. she changes the tone of her voice (i. e. , her accents), and her
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fun, my teens had just began. My age was not the same, still we played this game. Her eyes were filled with pride, slowly she replied. Soon enough you'll be a very pretty bride Mama, when my dollies
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ho hoho. nel blu degl'occhi tuoi blu,. felice di stare qua gi,. nel blu degl'occhi tuoi blu,. felice di stare qua gi. con te. ENGLISH- Sometimes the world is a valley of heartaches and tears
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Bài hát "Una furtiva lagrima" - Luciano Pavarotti, English. Una furtiva lagrima. negli occhi suoi spuntò. Quelle festose giovani. invidiar sembrò. Che più cercando io vo?. Che più cercando io vo
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La donna è mobile, qual piùma al vento,. Woman is fickle (movable), like a feather in the wind,. muta d'accento, e di pensiero. she changes the tone of her voice (i. e. , her accents), and her
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La donna è mobile, qual piùma al vento,. Woman is fickle (movable), like a feather in the wind,. muta d'accento, e di pensiero. she changes the tone of her voice (i. e. , her accents), and her
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Id like to run away from you. But if I were to leave you I would die. Id like to break the chains you put. Around me. And yet I'll never try. . No matter what you do you drive me. Crazy. Id
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Id like to run away from you. But if I were to leave you I would die. Id like to break the chains you put. Around me. And yet I'll never try. . No matter what you do you drive me. Crazy. Id
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Qui dove il mare luccica,. E tira forte il vento. Sulla vecchia terazza. Davanti al golfo di surriento. Un uomo abbraccia una ragazza. Dopo che aveva pianto. Poi si sciarisce la voce. E ricomin
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Che bella cosa 'na iurnata 'e sole. N'aria serena doppo 'na tempesta. Pe' iiaria fresca pare gia 'na festa. Che bella cosa 'na iurnata 'o sole Ma n'atu sole, cchiu bello, oje. 'O sole mio, sta nfr
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Bài hát Torna a Surriento - Luciano Pavarotti, The Nat. Vide 'o mare quant'è bello,. Spira tantu sentimento,. Comme tu a chi tiene mente,. Ca scetato 'o faie sunnà. Guarda, gua’, chistu ciardino
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When the world is filled with thunder. And the winds are storming above. Deep within the night we wonder. If we've lost the magic of love. But there's something inside us. That looks to the sun
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Nat king cole. Written by mel torme and robert walls. . - (#3-1946). . Chestnuts roasting on an open fire,. Jack frost nipping at your nose,. Yuletide carols being sung by a choir. And folks
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Nat king cole. Written by mel torme and robert walls. . - (#3-1946). . Chestnuts roasting on an open fire,. Jack frost nipping at your nose,. Yuletide carols being sung by a choir. And folks
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Nat king cole. Written by mel torme and robert walls. . - (#3-1946). . Chestnuts roasting on an open fire,. Jack frost nipping at your nose,. Yuletide carols being sung by a choir. And folks
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Cchi luntano me staje,. Cchi vicino te sento. Chi sa a chistu mumento. Tu a che pienze. che ffaie!. Tu m'h miso 'int 'e vvene. Nu veleno ch' ddoce. Num me pesa sta croce. Ca trascino pe' te.
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Miserere, miserere. Miserere, misero me. Pero' brindo alla vita! Ma che mistero, e'la mia vita. Che mistero. Sono un peccatore dell'anno ottantamila. Un menzognero!. Ma dove sono e cosa faccio.
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