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Szerelem, szerelem,
átkozott gyötrelem,
mért nem virágoztál
minden fatetejen?

Minden fa tetején,
diófa levelén.
úgy szaki^sztott volna
minden leány s legény.

Mer én is szaki^sztottam
s el is szalasztottam.
én is szaki^sztottam
s el is szalasztottam.

Hej de még szaki^sztanék
ha jóra találnék
ha jóra, ha szépre
régi szeretö^mre.

S a régi szeretö^mért
mit nem cselekedném?
Tengerbö^l a vizet
kanállal lemerném.

S a tenger fenekérö^l
apró gyöngyöt szednék
s a régi szeretö^mnek
gyöngykoszorút kötnék.

Can you not hush your weeping?
All the birds are sleeping
Birdies are nesting, nestling together
Dream Angus is hurtling o're the heather.
Dreams to sell, fine dreams to sell!
Angus is here with dreams to sell.
Hush, my dear baby, and sleep without fear
Dream Angus has brought you a dream, my dear.

List' to the curlew crying, oh
Faintly the echoes dying, oh
Even the birdies and beasties are sleeping,
But my bonnie bairn lies weeping, weeping.

Dreams to sell, fine dreams to sell
Angus is here with dreams to sell
Hush my dear baby and sleep without fear
Dream Angus has brought you a dream, my dear

Soon the lavrock sings his song
Welcoming the coming dawn
Lambies hurry down together
With the ewes all in the heather

Dreams to sell, fine dreams to sell
Angus is here with dreams to selll
Hush my dear baby, sleep without fear
Dream Angus has brought you a dream, my dear

Dreams to sell, fine dreams to sell
Angus is here with dreams to sell
Hush my dear baby and sleep without fear
Dream Angus has brought you a dream, my dear

Peis dinogat e vreith vreith.

O grwyn balaot ban wreith.

Chwit chwit chwidogeith.

Gochanwn gochenyn wythgeith.

Pan elei dy dat ty e helya;

Llath ar y ysgwyd llory eny law.

Ef gelwi gwn gogyhwc.

Giff gaff. Dhaly dhaly dhwg dhwg.

Ef lledi bysc yng corwc.

Mal ban llad. Llew llywywg.

Pan elei dy dat ty e vynyd.

Dydygai ef penn ywrch penn gwythwch pen hyd.

Penn grugyar vreith o venyd.

Penn pysc o rayadyr derwennyd.

Or sawl yt gyrhaedei dy dat ty ae gicwein

O wythwch a llewyn a llwyuein.

Nyt anghei oll ny uei oradein.

Send a wish upon a star
Do the work and you'll go far
Send a wish upon a star
Make a map and there you are

Send a hope upon a wave
A dying wish before the grave
Send a hope upon a wave
For all the souls you failed to save

And you stood tall
Now you will fall
Don't break the spell
Of a life spent trying to do well
And you stood tall
Now you will fall
Don't break the spell
Of a life spent trying to do well

Send a question in the wind
It's hard to know where to begin
So send the question in the wind
And give an answer to a friend

Place your past into a book
Put in everything you ever took
Place your past into a book
Burn the pages let them cook

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And you stood tall
Now you will fall
Don't break the spell
Of a life spent trying to do well
And you stood tall
Now you will fall
Don't break the spell
Of a life spent trying to do well

Send a wish upon a star
Send a wish upon a star

Tonto el que no entienda
Cuenta una leyenda
Que una hembra gitana
Conjuró a la luna hasta el amanecer
Llorando pedía al llegar el día
Desposar un calé

Tendrás a tu hombre piel morena
Desde el cielo habló la luna llena
Pero a cambio quiero
El hijo primero que le engendres a él
Que quien su hijo inmola
Para no estar sola
Poco le iba a querer.

Luna, quieres ser madre
Y no encuentras querer
Que te haga mujer
Dime luna de plata
Qué pretendes hacer
Con un niño de piel
Hijo de la luna

De padre canela nació un niño
Blanco como el lomo de un armiño
Con los ojos grises en vez de aceituna
Niño albino de luna
Maldita su estampa
Este hijo es de un payo
Y yo no me lo callo.

Luna quieres ser madre
Y no encuentras querer
Que te haga mujer
Dime luna de plata
Qué pretendes hacer
Con un niño de piel
Hijo de la luna

Gitano al creerse deshonrado
Se fue a su mujer cuchillo en mano
¿De quién es el hijo?
Me has engañado fijo
Y de muerte la hirió
Luego se hizo al monte
Con el niño en brazos
Y allí le abandonó

Luna quieres ser madre
Y no encuentras querer
Que te haga mujer
Dime luna de plata
Que pretendes hacer
Con un niño de piel
Hijo de la luna

Y en las noches que haya luna llena
Será porque el niño esté de buenas
Y si el niño llora
Menguará la luna
Para hacerle una cuna
Y si el niño llora
Menguará la luna
Para hacerle una cuna.

Dance, little baby, dance up high,
Never mind mother is nigh;
Crow and caper, caper and crow -
There, little baby, there you go!
Up to the ceiling, down to the ground,
Backwards and forwards, round and round.
Smile, baby, and mother will sing!
Merrily, merrily, ding, dong, ding!

Ninna nanna, ninna oh
Questo bimbo a chi lo do?
Ninna nanna, ninna oh
Questo bimbo a chi lo do?

Se lo do alla befana
se lo tiene una settimana
Se lo do all’uomo nero
se lo tiene un anno intero

Ninna nanna, nanna fate
Il mio bimbo addormentate

Sleep on child, it is not quite day
For the moon has still to set
Oh the lark she will cry
And bring down the morning to where you lie
But the lark has not risen yet
Oh, the lark has not risen yet

Sleep on child while the birds rest on
And the cow she sleeps in her stall
Oh the meadow stands grey
In this dew-down moment before the day
And waits for the lark to call
And waits for the lark to call

Sleep on child while the fields are still;
They wait for your father's hand
But he will not go
And the sun will not shine and the cock will not crow
Til the lark cries over the land
Til the lark cries over the land

Sleep on child and heed no sound
For your father may rise in the dark
With his boots in his hand
Go drowsily down by the doorway to stand
Waiting for the lark
Waiting for the lark

Uyusun da büyüsün ninni

Tıpış tıpış yürüsün ninni

Eeee eee eee ee uyu yavrum ninni

Once there was a way, to get back homeward
Once there was a way, to get back home
Sleep pretty darling, do not cry
And I will sing a lullabye

Golden slumbers fill your eyes
Smiles await you when you rise
Sleep pretty darling, do not cry
And I will sing a lullabye

Once there was a way, to get back homeward
Once there was a way, to get back home
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Sleep pretty darling, don't you cry
I'll sing a lullabye

And in the end
The love you take
Is equal to the love
You make

Golden slumbers fill your eyes
Smiles await you when you rise
Sleep pretty darling, do not cry
I will sing a lullabye

Nish lhisagh shin yn feailley shoh
Y reayll lesh creeaghyn glen
Ayns cooinaghtyn jeh Yeesey Chreest
Oikan ayns Bethlehem

Daag Eh cooyrtn sollys E Ayr
Goaill er yn dooghys ain
Ruggit jeh Moidyn ghlen gyn chron
Oikan ayns Bethlehem

Eisht ainleyn Niau ren boggey ghoaill
Haink lesh ny naightyn hooin
Ginsh jeh Saualtagh ruggiy jiu
Oikan ayns Bethlehem

Nagh mooar yn insblid as y ghraih
V'ayns Yeesey Chreest yn Eayn
Tra ghow Eh er cummey Harvaant
Oikan ayns Bethlehem

Ard gloyr da Jee 'syn yrjid heose
Ta reill ayns maynrys beayn
Aigney mie Yee nish soilhit dooin
Oikan ayns Bethlehem

Sleep, o babe, for the red-bee hums
The silent twilight's fall:
Aibheall fromt he Grey Rock comes
To wrap the world in thrall.
A leanbhan o, my child, my joy,
My love and heart's-desire,
The crickets sing you lullaby
Beside the dying fire.

Dusk is drawn, and the Green Man's Thorn
Is wreathed in rings of fog:
Siabhra sails his boat till morn
Upon the Starry Bog.
A leanbhan o, the pale half moon
Hath brimmed her cusp in dew,
And weeps to hear the sad sleep-tune
I sing, O love, to you.

The October winds lament 
around the castle of Dromore 
Yet peace is in her lofty halls 
My loving treasure store 

Though Autumn leaves may droop and die 
a bud of spring are you sing hush-a-by 
loo,la-lo,la lan 
sing hush-a-by loo la lo 

Bring no ill will to hinder us 
my helpless babe and me dread spirits 
of the blackwater clan owen's wild banshee 
and Holy Mary pitying us in Heaven 
for grace doth sue sing hush-a-by 
loo,la-lo,la lan sing hush-a-by loo la lo 

Take time to thrive my ray of hope 
in the garden of Dromore 
Take heed young eaglet 
till thy wings are feathered fit to soar 
a little rest and then the world 
is full of work to do 
sing hush-a-by loo,
la-lo,la lan sing hush-a-by loo la lo

Huna blentyn ar fy mynwes,

Clyd a chynnes ydyw hon;
Breichiau mam sy'n dynn amdanat,
Cariad mam sy dan fy mron;
Ni chaiff dim amharu'th gyntun,
Ni wna undyn â thi gam;
Huna'n dawel, annwyl blentyn,
Huna'n fwyn ar fron dy fam.

Huna'n dawel, heno, huna,
Huna'n fwyn, y tlws ei lun;
Pam yr wyt yn awr yn gwenu,
Gwenu'n dirion yn dy hun?
Ai angylion fry sy'n gwenu,
Arnat ti yn gwenu'n llon,
Tithau'n gwenu'n ôl dan huno,
Huno'n dawel ar fy mron?

Paid ag ofni, dim ond deilen
Gura, gura ar y ddôr;
Paid ag ofni, ton fach unig
Sua, sua ar lan y môr;
Huna blentyn, nid oes yma
Ddim i roddi iti fraw;
Gwena'n dawel yn fy mynwes.
Ar yr engyl gwynion draw.