Be my love For no one else can end this yearning This need that you and you alone create Just fill my arms The way you've filled my dreams The dreams
Eric Schwandt/Dave Guard Wassail, wassail, all over the town. The cup, it is white and the ale, it is brown. The cup, it is made of the good ashen tree
Wassail, wassail all over the town! Our bread it is white and our ale it is brown, Our bowl, it is made of the good maple tree; From the wassailing bowl
Wassail, wassail, all over the town Our toast it is white and our ale it is brown Our bowl it is made of the white maple tree With the wassailing bowl
Piece it all together now Because I sell myself short every time Oh, how you became my life You took me in before I could back out Well I still have faith
Peace it all together now Because I sell myself short every time Oh, how you became my life You took me in before I could back out Well I still have faith
Here we come a-wassailing Among the leaves so green, Here we come a-wand'ring So fair to be seen. Love and joy come to you, And to you your wassail, too
(Music & Lyric: Traditional; Arranged by Loreena McKennitt) Wassail! Wassail all over the town! Our toast it is white and our ale it is brown; Our bowl
[Verse 1] I'm tore up from the mothafukcin' floor up Golden grain to the brain Not really given no fuck A sloppy drunk bear Huggin' ery' damn body Half
(Eric Schwandt/Dave Guard) Wassail, wassail, all over the town. The cup, it is white and the ale, it is brown. The cup, it is made of the good ashen
Превод: В Bee Gees. Gloucestershire наздравица.
Превод: Коледни песни. Тук стигаме A-wassailing (The Song наздравица).
Превод: Kingston Trio. Съмърсет Gloucestershire наздравица.
Превод: McKennitt, Loreena. Gloucestershire наздравица.
Превод: Традиционни. Gloucestershire наздравица.
Превод: Неизвестен. Gower наздравица.
Превод: Неизвестен. Корниш наздравица.
