Veni veni Emmanuel;Captivum solve IsraelQui gemit in exilioPrivatus Dei Filio.Gaude! Gaude! EmmanuelNascetur pro te Israel!Veni veni O Oriens;Solare nos adveniensNoctis depelle nebulasDirasque noctis tenebras.Veni Clavis Davidica!Regna reclude caelica;Fac iter tutum superumEt claude vias inferum.Veni veni Adonai!Qui populo in SinaiLegem dedisti verticeIn maiestate gloriae.English translationsO come O come EmmanuelAnd ransom captive IsraelThat mourns in lonely exile hereUntil the Son of God appearRejoice! Rejoice! EmmanuelShall come to thee O Israel.O come Thou Day-star come and cheerOur spirits by Thine advent hereDisperse the gloomy clouds of nightAnd deaths dark shadows put to flight.Rejoice! Rejoice! EmmanuelShall come to thee O Israel.O come Thou Key of David comeAnd open wide our heavenly home;Make safe the way that leads to TheeAnd close the path to misery.Rejoice! Rejoice! EmmanuelShall come to thee O Israel.O come to lead us AdonaiWho to the tribes on height of SinaiIn ancient times didst give the LawIn cloud and majesty and awe.Rejoice! Rejoice! EmmanuelShall come to thee O Israel.O come Thou Rod of Jesse freeThine own from Satans tyrannyFrom depths of Hell Thy people saveAnd give them victory oer the graveRejoice! Rejoice! EmmanuelShall come to thee O Israel

In dulci jubiloNun singet und seid froh!Unsers Herzens WonneLeit in praesepioUnd leuchtet als die SonneMatris in gremioAlpha es et O Alpha es et O!O Jesu parvuleNach dir ist mir so weh!Tröst mir mein GemüteO puer optimeDurch alle deine GüteO princeps gloriae.Trahe me post te Trahe me post te!O Patris caritas!O Nati lenitas!Wir wären all verlorenPer nostra criminaSo hat er uns erworbenCoelorum gaudiaEia wären wir da Eia wären wir da!Ubi sunt gaudiaNirgend mehr denn da!Da die Engel singenNova canticaUnd die Schellen klingenIn regis curia.Eia wären wir da Eia wären wir da!

I followed my kingTo a war in a far southern landWhere men said he should prove his throneI stood with my kingAnd was ready to strike them all downBut my king stood tallAnd reached out and took sword of his ownAnd as we departed he said to me thereBefore warring and feud could beginIf I am afraid to be beatenThen where is the pride when I winIn word and deedI follow my kingThe wisest among us and fairIn word and deedI follow my kingThe wisest among us and fairI followed my kingTo the door of the vigilant squireBut a guardsman stood and barred the wayI stood with my kingAnd was ready to strike the man downBut my king took stallAnd reached out and shook hands at the gateAnd as we departed he said to me thereBefore warring and feud could beginIf I wont clasp hands with a neighbourThen how can I ask it of himIn word and deedI follow my kingThe wisest among us and fairIn word and deedI follow my kingThe wisest among us and fairI followed my kingFrom his place at the mead halls high seatWhere the hungry sat in grim arrayI stood with my kingAnd was ready to strike the cook downBut my king stood tallAnd reached out and he shouldered a trayAnd as we departed he said to me thereBefore warring and feud could beginIf I cannot serve in the kitchenThen how can I serve them as kingIn word and deedI follow my kingThe wisest among us and fairIn word and deedI follow my kingThe wisest among us and fairIn word and deedI follow my kingThe wisest among us and fair

No one knew from whence hed comeOr all the shadings of his life.He walked in dreams across the landAnd waking flown within the night.Oh how he enchanted usTil summer fled and autumn turned.Oh how he enchanted usAnd left us rich with what wed learned!We knew him from the tales he toldIn breath and string and gaze and drum.We marveled at the dancing worldOur simple silence had become.Oh how he enchanted usTil summer fled and autumn turned.Oh how he enchanted usAnd left us rich with what wed learned!So raise your voicesRaise your glass!Raise your voicesRaise your glass!So raise your voicesRaise your glass!Oh raise your voicesRaise your glass!That troubador has left our hall.Those summer days were far too few.But journeys call to evry manAnd his like ours began anew.Where once he sat within our hallAnd kindled joy in evry heart -Where once he sat within our hallNew fingers move upon his harp.New fingers move upon the harp.So raise your voicesRaise your glass!Raise your voicesRaise your glass!So raise your voicesRaise your glass!Oh raise your voicesRaise your glass!

Wont you walk in the garden come and see how its grown.Some parts need tending others just grow on their own.Beautiful in springtime and soft in the snow.I dont want to walk it alone.Never quite Eden but not quite yet wild.Wont you walk for a while?Wont you walk in the garden what luck that we were given this land.Some seeds just arrived others we planted by hand.Reaching out in summer and down in the coldI dont want to walk it alone.Never quite Eden but not quite yet wild.Wont you walk with me for a while?Never quite Eden but not quite yet wild.We take what were given and we hold it awhile.But I dont think this garden would bloom half as sweet on its ownAnd I dont want to walk it alone.

The mountain rose from bonds of earth and showed that all could rise.Some men learned while others saw with only hungry eyes.And as the prize they conquered like a bride without her gown.One by one they mined its bones and dragged the mountain down.They built a grand cathedral in the image of the mount.The grace was lost on hungry men who feared to be without.And as the bombs fell from the air and shattered in the townOne by one they broke its bones and dragged the mountain down. So I see the mountain in this wall of weathered stone.I read the names of hungry men who lie in fields unsown.Rise up had been the lesson but we put them in the ground.One by one we laid their bones and dragged the mountain down.One by one we laid their bones and dragged the mountain down.

The wind blows low and mournfulThrough the Strath of DalnacreichWhere once there lived a womanWho would a mother beFor twelve long years a good mans wifeBut neer the cradle filledA mother of a changeling child from neath the fairy hillShe traveled to the standing stonesAnd crossed into the greenWhere all the host of elven folkWere dancing there unseenThrough the night she bargainedWith the Queen of fairies allWho sent her home at dawning with a babe beneath her shawlHow their home was joyfulWith a son to call their ownBut soon they saw the years that passedWould never make him growThe fairies would not answer herThe stones were dark and sleptA babe was all she asked for and their promises theyd keptThe wind blows low and mournfulThrough the Strath of DalnacreichWhere once there lived a womanWho would a mother beFor fifty years she rocked that babeIts said she rocks him stillA mother of a changeling child from neath the fairy hill

Where have you goneMy only my own?How far have you flown from me?The work of our handsBuilt a beautiful ship.How could I begrudge you the sea?Alone aloneMy only my ownWhen will you return to me? Alone aloneMy only my ownWhen will you return to me?Where have you goneMy only my own?What far-away sights have you seen?Has the world become real?Has your home become small?Has your future eclipsed where youve been?Alone aloneMy only my ownWhen will you return to me? Alone aloneMy only my ownWhen will you return to me?And when you returnMy only my ownBring me back tales of the sea.Bring me pockets of goldOr a shirt full of holes.Itll make little difference to me.Alone aloneMy only my ownWhen will you return to me? Alone aloneMy only my ownWhen will you return to me?When will you return to me?When will you return to me?

All the leaves were turning brown as we marched through TennesseeHerding men like Moses did into the dusty seaAnd though they cried to Jesus still we did as we was toldMother Mercy looked away and the sky was thick with crowsThey say theres a difference tween the white man and the redThat though they pray and work like me theyre something else insteadPresident Jackson says its best but he aint the one to goMother Mercy looked away and the sky was thick with crowsI marched down the trail of tears with a rifle in my handWith orders not to pick them up if anyone couldnt standAnd though the sun was shining down that trail to Hell still frozeMother Mercy looked away and the sky was thick with crowsDaniel Thorton held his tongue til he couldnt hold it backHe raised his voice to the Majors guns so they shot him in his tracksTheir bodies fed those feathered coats on blackened wings they roseMother Mercy looked away and the sky was thick with crowsWhat do you tell a mother who cant feed her starving child?How can you tell a boy of ten to march a thousand miles?What do you tell your children when they ask what words you chose?When Mother Mercy looked away and he sky was thick with crows

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There was an old farmer lived oer the hillIf he aint moved on hes living there still-Fie fie diddle die-Fie fie diddl-ie dayThe devil came to him one daySaid one of your kin Im gonna take away-Fie fie diddle die-Fie fie diddl-ie daySinging-Fie fie diddle die-Fie fie diddl-ie dayOh please dont take my only sonTheres work on the farm thats gotta be done-Fie fie diddle die-Fie fie diddl-ie dayBut you can have my nagging wifeI swear by god shes the curse of my life-Fie fie diddle die-Fie fie diddl-ie daySingingFie fie diddle dieFie fie diddl-ie daySo they marched on down to the gates of hellHe said kick on the fire boys well roast her well-Fie fie diddle die-Fie fie diddl-ie dayOut came a little demon with a spit and chainThat she upped with her foot and she knocked out his brain-Fie fie diddle die-Fie fie diddl-ie daySinging-Fie fie diddle die-Fie fie diddl-ie dayOut came a dozen demons then a dozen moreBut when she was done they was flat on the floor-Fie fie diddle die-Fie fie diddl-ie daySo all those little demons went scrambling up the wallSaying take her back daddy shell murder us all-Fie fie diddle die-Fie fie diddl-ie daySinging-Fie fie diddle die-Fie fie diddl-ie daySo the farmer woke up and he looked out the crackAnd he saw that devil bringing her back-Fie fie diddle die-Fie fie diddl-ie dayHeres your wife both sound and wellIf I kept her any longer shedve tore up hell-Fie fie diddle die-Fie fie diddl-ie daySinging-Fie fie diddle die-Fie fie diddl-ie dayThe old man jumped and he bit his tongueThen he ran for the hills in a flat out run-Fie fie diddle die-Fie fie diddl-ie dayHe was heard to yell as he ran oer the hillIf the devil wont have her be damned if I willSinging-Fie fie diddle die-Fie fie diddl-ie daySinging-Fie fie diddle die-Fie fie diddl-ie daySinging-Fie fie diddle die-Fie fie diddl-ie diddl-ie day

Lyricist- Neil Tennant Christopher Lowe

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Album- The History Mix, Vol. 1

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The man at the back of the queue was sent To feel the smack of firm government Linger by the flyposter, for a fight It's the same story every night I've been hurt and we've been had You leave home, and you don't go back Someone told me Monday, someone told me Saturday Wait until tomorrow and ...

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