My Pesni Poem Lyrics & Chords By Via Pesnyary

July the fourth in the market town Farmers have come for miles around Bringing their wives and children. A farmer stands with his youngest son Watching their sheep driven from...read more

Things that we notice, we notice the good, Building these factories, parallel houses, Pick out those little with fall. They’re all gone. And they cried for help, But no...read more

Вихрь по дороге поднимает пыль, Как хмельные гости, клонится ковыль, В небесах кочуют орды облаков, ...read more

When I see the things I dream I will know how things can be And I know that you and me will love again You're beautiful and soft as a brightley colored moth Let the spider...read more

Cousins The gilt-edged invitation came and I said : 'What can this mean ?' 'To attend the coronation as the first guest of the Queen' 'And sit upon her right...read more