27 lines
615 B
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27 lines
615 B
Plaintext
Joy and work next to go
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In the noise of the shop, in the buzzing machines
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All I hear a song without words.
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And she fervently, and alive!
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And ask in song words
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Chorus:
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Now joy and work in my life next to go.
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By the way of goals every day getting shorter
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And do well, and sing from the heart,
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And we are proud of the glory of the work!
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I would call in the morning sun,
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Again, I hasten to plant.
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Above me the clouds of lace,
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And marching with me the words:
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Chorus.
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This is a song about the native shop
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We louder sing with friends!
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So it is clear that the song - right,
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So - this is the correct word!
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Pripev.1957 |