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Eshal

MALACH OZER MOSIHYAH UMEGEN
MALACH OZER MOSIHYAH UMEGEN
HU LO YA'AZOV WELO YITOSH
BEHEN BAHASAD BARACHAMIM
ESHAL
ESHAL KAM AD TIKUN GAYEB MINI
ESHAL KAM AD TIKUN GAYEB MINI
ANA WAHEDI ANENI ANENI
ANA WAHEDI ANENI ANENI
Please God protect us and keep away the pain
Guard every moment with every breath we take
You know we sweat so hard for survival
Every night and every day
ESHAL
ESHAL stay with us tonight
To dance, not to fight
ESHAL stay with us tonight
To dance, not to fight
ANA WAHEDI ANENI ANENI
ANA WAHEDI ANENI ANENI
ESHAL KAM AD TIKUN GAYEB MINI
ESHAL KAM AD TIKUN GAYEB MINI
ANA WAHEDI ANENI ANENI
ANA WAHEDI ANENI ANENI
ESHAL

song performed by Ofra Haza
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Trains Of No Return

YEH, YEH, we need the rain,
YEH, YEH, to wash the trains,
Endless nights,
Tortured days,
Trains of no return.
LO'EL ANI AKRO ANENI
AVKA BACHOL LAILO ANENI
TEN TAL UMOTOR ANENI
HO, ANENI
Don't let them grow again,
Oh, no, not again!
Don't let them roll again,
The trains of no return!
YEH, YEH, we need the rain,
YEH, YEH, to wash the trains,
Endless nights,
Tortured days,
Trains of no return.
LO'EL ANI AKRO ANENI, ANENI, ANENI
SHAM ZA'AKU KOLOT ANENU
BA'ARU OROT ANENU
HU LO YESHAKER
KOL HA'OR, KOL HACHOSHE
SHE YOFER MIKOL RA'U EICH
DIN HA'ELOHIM MOLECH
HEM GAM ME VAKSHIM
YEH, YEH, we need the rain,
YEH, YEH, to wash the trains,
Endless nights,
Tortured days,
Trains of no return.
Don't let them grow again,
Oh, no, not again!
Don't let them roll again,
The trains of no return!
Don't let them grow again,
Oh, no, not again!
Don't let them roll again,
The trains of no return!
YEH, YEH, we need the rain...

song performed by Ofra Haza
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Santa Ana Winds

Here in sothern california there is a weather condition known as the
Santa ana winds.
Fire wind oh desert wind
She was born in a desert breeze
And wind her way
Through canyon way
From the desert to the silvery sea
In every direction
See the perfection
And see the san gabriel mountain scene
Santa ana winds keep blowin across my eyes
Santa ana winds keep blowin across my eyes
Fill my sails
Oh desert wind
And hold the waves high for me
Then I will come
And test my skill
Where the santa ana winds blow free
In waves of elation
My part of creation
Becoming one with the boundless sea
Santa ana winds keep blowin across my eyes
Santa ana winds keep blowin across my eyes
I am the wind
Oh desert wind
On my pilgrimage to the sea
I will prevail
I will not fail
To bring life into humanity
My song is creation
(? ? ? )the nation
Whispering the wisdom and its purity
Santa ana winds keep blowin across my eyes
Santa ana winds keep blowin across my eyes
Santa ana winds keep blowin across my eyes
Santa ana winds keep blowin across my eyes
Santa ana winds...

song performed by Beach Boys
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Kirya

KIRYA YAFEFIAH MASOS LE'ARAYICH
KIRYA YAFEFIAH MASOS LE'ARAYICH
IR NE MANA'AT LE MALKECH VE'SARAYICH
IR NE MANA'AT LE MALKECH VE'SARAYICH
YOM EZ KERA YIFAT RABAT SEVA'AYICH
YOM EZ KERA YIFAT RABAT SEVA'AYICH
LACH KA LE'TA NAFSHI LISHKON HA'SERAYICH
LACH KA LE'TA NAFSHI LISHKON HA'SERAYICH
KIRYA YAFEFIAH
MI'OD YID MALACH MI
MI'OD YID MALACH MI
MI'OD YID MALACH MI
YOM, YOM NOF LIMBANIM
YOM, YOM NOF LIMBANIM
IR NE MANA'AT LE MALKECH VE'SARAYICH
IR NE MANA'AT LE MALKECH VE'SARAYICH
KIRYA YAFEFIAH MASOS LE'ARAYICH
MI'OD YID MALACH MI
MI'OD YID MALACH MI
YOM, YOM NOF LIMBANIM
YOM, YOM NOF LIMBANIM
KIRYA YAFEFIAH

song performed by Ofra Haza
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Ana Ng

Make a hole with a gun perpendicular
To the name of this town in a desk-top globe
Exit wound in a foreign nation
Showing the home of the one this was written for
My apartment looks upside down from there
Water spirals the wrong way out the sink
And her voice is a backwards record
Its like a whirlpool and it never ends
Ana ng and I are getting old
And we still havent walked in the glow of each others majestic presence
Listen ana hear my words
Theyre the ones you would think I would say if there was a me for you
All alone at the 64 worlds fair
Eighty dolls yelling small girl after all
Who was at the dupont pavilion?
Why was the bench still warm? who had been there?
Or the time when the storm tangled up the wire
To the horn on the pole at the bus depot
And in the back of the edge of hearing
These are the words the voice was repeating:
Ana ng and I are getting old
And we still havent walked in the glow of each others majestic presence
Listen ana hear my words
Theyre the ones you would think I would say if there was a me for you
When I was driving once I saw this painted on a bridge:
I dont want the world, I just want your half
They dont need me here, and I know youre there (dont need me)
Where the world goes by like the humid air (world goes by)
And it sticks like a broken record
Everything sticks like a broken record
Everything sticks until it goes away (it goes home)
And the truth is, we dont know anything (dont know)
Ana ng and I are getting old
And we still havent walked in the glow of each others majestic presence
Listen ana hear my words
Theyre the ones you would think I would say if there was a me for you
Ana ng and I are getting old
And we still havent walked in the glow of each others majestic presence
Listen ana hear my words
Theyre the ones you would think I would say if there was a me for you
Ana ng and I are getting old
And we still havent walked in the glow of each others majestic presence
Listen ana hear my words
Theyre the ones you would think I would say if there was a me for you

song performed by They Might Be Giants
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Peanut Butter Conspiracy

By: jimmy buffett
1973
Lookin back at my hard luck days
I really do have to laugh
Workin in a dive for twenty six dollars
Spendin it all on grass
We were hungry hard-luck heroes
Tryin just to stay alive
Wed go down to the corner grocery
This is how wed survive
Chorus:
Whos gonna steal the peanut butter
Ill get the can of sardines
Runnin up and down the aisle of the mini mart
Stickin food in our jeans
We never took more than we could eat
There was plenty left on the rack
We all swore if we ever got rich
We would pay the mini mart back
Yes sir! yes sir!
We would pay the mini mart back
It was a two man operation
Had it all down on a note
Ricky would watch that big round mirror
And Id fill up my coat
Then wed head for the check-out aisle
With a lemon and a bottle of beer
Into the car, got to make it on home
Suppertimes getting near
Chorus:
So whos gonna steal the peanut butter
Ill get the can of sardines
Runnin up and down the aisle of the mini mart
Stickin food in our jeans
Never took more than we could eat
There was plenty left on the rack
We all swore if we ever got rich
We would pay the mini mart back
Yes sir! yes sir!
We would pay the mini mart back
I guess every good picker has had some hard times
I sure had my share
Its really kinda funny to laugh at em now
But I dont want to go back there
So every now and then when Im in the grocery
Ill take a little but not much
cause you never know when those hard timesll hitcha
And I dont want to lose my touch
Chorus:
So whos gonna steal the peanut butter

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song performed by Jimmy Buffett
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Ash'alech

A'SALK YA HORI AL GANANI
LAMAH LAMAH 'ADABTHANAY
W'ANA A'ADAK DAYM ZAMANIV
TAKERIM LAMAN HU HAYANAY
APHTANTANI FYA DA AL MAKANI
KAM 'AD TIKUN GAYEB MANAY
YA M'YAFTI AL GUL WALMA'ANI
GALBI BACHUBAK MUHACHANI
MAFTUN ANA TUL ALDAWAM
MAN WACHSHATAK YA DAL GOLAM
YA MAN GA'AYDAK KADALAM
TALAT, TALAT, TALAT, TALAT
TALATAHU KAL'AMBARANI
SHAMAH YAFOACH GAAD HAL'ANAY
WAY'DAH GABYNAH CHAYIN BADANI
KOLB'ADER SAMAR KAZANAY
YA SAGI YA RUACH WALMA'ATAG
DI YABRI ALDYK WALCHARAWAG
KADAM LENA TZAFI ELGANANI
NASLU MA'AK YA PATANI
DYI SABACH ALPARED ALGADIR
DYI SAWARAK YA DALAMYR
TASLI LADA ALSHAKS ALCHAGEIR
DIYI SAR, DIYI SAR, DIYI SAR, DIYI SAR
DIYI SAR MA'AK FI AKTABANI
ARFIK BAHU YA DA ALGANYANAY
HAGARTANI YA DA ALHYILALI
BELELAH TIFADEL FAKALI

song performed by Ofra Haza
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I Want To Fly

I want to fly!!!...
My eyes are like a little bird's
A bit afraid
My eyes are like a little bird's
A bit ashamed
I'm flying so far away
Soon we'll play another game
We need luck to go on
HO TON WACHALO
We need luck to go on
HO TON WACHALO
I'm flying so far away
I need your help YAH YAH YAH
The Hina ceremony is now
The Hina ceremony is now
HORIM SHORIM MIT RONANYIM
HO TON WACHALO OHAVIM
Hina ceremony is now
Hina ceremony is now
Oh...oh...oh...oh...
I want to fly!!...
I want to fly!!...
HORIM ROKADU KI'ALIM
SO SEM WA SIMHO
AVAN MO'ASH HABONIM
HO TON LACHARO ITARO
Na na na na...
I want to fly!!...
ANA NAZALTI
ANA NAZALTI
ANA NAZALTI
WA LA REFNE ZULEH
ANA NAZALTI
ANA NAZALTI
ANA NAZALTI
WA LA REFNE ZULEH
YEH YEH YEH YEH
I want to fly!!!...

song performed by Ofra Haza
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Santa Ana Winds

When the wind decides that its time to ride,
To spread a little hell through the heartland,
It takes a good long toke then it blows the smoke
Through the desert night c
And the wings of fire c
Keep climbin higher,
See the flames cuttin hard through the homeland,
It takes a mighty strong will to strip the chill from the desert night --
Youre wakened from your dream by a sirens scream,
Trapped by the walls that surround you --
Then its will to will, and you wonder still can you struggle free?
In a thousand ways, when you turn the phrase,
The winds like a love of a woman c
It takes a mighty mean bitch --
Some fire witch --
To set the night on fire
And the santa ana winds gonna have its way tonight
Nothing you can dos gonna change her mind c
And aint it a lot like love the way desire takes you in c
And stokes the fire like the santa ana wind
Now the air is calm, and the heart grows numb,
The ashes burn low in the heartland,
til again the wind starts closin in to set the night on fire
And the santa ana winds blowin cross my heart tonight
Nothing you can dos gonna change her mind --
And woman I want your love --
I need that passion deep within,
Like the ragin fire needs the santa ana wind
And the santa ana winds gonna take your life tonight
Nothing you can dos gonna change her mind --
And aint it a lot like love
The way desire takes you in --
Swept away with the santa ana wind

song performed by Survivor
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T'Ana

Things we do
Have changed too...
Like you have done T'Ana.
First to shine and sparkle bright,
This gem you are is our delight.
And we are blessed by the sight of you,
T'Ana.

Things we do,
Have changed too...
Like you have done T'Ana.
And each day of your blessed life...
Sprinkle some of it,
To ignite your star and glow!
You will let the world know
You are here to bestow goodwill!
This is your purpose and the claim
That all we see.

T'Ana,
Love you are.
Glow bright your star shines!
From a heart pure that shows!

(Dedicated to my 'Great' Niece: T'Ana Pertillar)

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Ein Baum Erzählt von Orpheus

Weißer Tagesanbruch. Stille. Als das Kräuseln begann,
hielt ich es für Seewind, in unser Tal kommend mit Raunen
von Salz, von baumlosen Horizonten. Aber der weiße Nebel
bewegte sich nicht; das Laub meiner Brüder blieb ausgebreitet,
regungslos.
Doch das Kräuseln kam näher – und dann
begannen meine eigenen äußersten Zweige zu prickeln, fast als wäre
ein Feuer unter ihnen entfacht, zu nah, und ihre Spitzen
trockneten und rollten sich ein.
Doch ich fürchtete mich nicht, nur
wachsam war ich.
Ich sah ihn als erster, denn ich wuchs
draußen am Weidehang, jenseits des Waldes.
Er war ein Mann, so schien es: die zwei
beweglichen Stengel, der kurze Stamm, die zwei
Arm-Äste, biegsam, jeder mit fünf laublosen
Zweigen an ihrem Ende,
und der Kopf gekrönt mit braunem oder goldenem Gras,
ein Gesicht tragend, nicht wie das geschnäbelte Gesicht eines Vogels,
eher wie das einer Blume.
Er trug eine Bürde,
einen abgeschnittenen Ast, gebogen, als er noch grün war,
Strähnen einer Rebe quer darüber gespannt. Von dieser,
sobald er sie berührte, und von seiner Stimme,
die, unähnlich der Stimme des Windes, unser Laub und unsere
Äste nicht brauchte, um ihren Klang zu vollenden,
kam das Kräuseln.
Es war aber jetzt kein Kräuseln mehr (er war nahe herangekommen und
stand in meinem ersten Schatten), es war eine Welle, die mich umspülte,
als stiege Regen
empor von unten um mich herum,
anstatt zu fallen.
Und was ich spürte, war nicht mehr ein trockenes Prickeln:
Ich schien zu singen, während er sang, ich schien zu wissen,
was die Lerche weiß; mein ganzer Saft
stieg hinauf der Sonne entgegen, die nun
aufgegangen war, der Nebel hob sich, das Gras
wurde trocken, doch meine Wurzeln spürten, wie Musik sie tränkte
tief in der Erde.

Er kam noch näher, lehnte sich an meinen Stamm:
Die Rinde erschauerte wie ein noch gefaltetes Blatt.
Musik! Kein Zweig von mir, der nicht
erbebte vor Freude und Furcht.

Dann, als er sang,
waren es nicht mehr nur Klänge, aus denen die Musik entstand:
Er sprach, und wie kein Baum zuhört, hörte ich zu, und Sprache
kam in meine Wurzeln
aus der Erde,

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poem by Denise Levertov
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Choices

Leaders are guilty of nothing
They're perfectly insane
But if they'd point the finger at themselves
Who would be left to blame
Lead into grace
Lead to corruption
Ini-Mini-Miny-Mo
A truth or lie has to be spoken
Ini-Mini-Miny-Mo
King or con has to be chosen
Ini-Mini-Miny-Mo
Way of life complete or broken...broken
Choices
No more...choices
No more...choices
No more...choices
Leaders are guilty of nothing
They're perfectly insane
But if they'd point the finger at themselves
Who would be left to blame
Follow truth or stutter through a lie
Ini-Mini-Miny-Mo
Will to push or give up and fall behind
Ini-Mini-Miny-Mo
Live with peace or nurture your tragic life
Ini-Mini-Miny-Mo
Bite the bullet or swallow it whole
Leaders are guilty of nothing
They're perfectly insane
But if they'd point the finger at themselves
Who would be left to blame
Point the finger at yourself
There's no choice
Anymore anyway...
We don't have a choice
Anymore anyway
We don't have a voice
Anymore Anyway
There's no choice in freedom
There's no voice in freedom
We don't have a choice
Anymore anyway
We don't have a voice
Anymore anyway
There's no choice in freedom
There's no voice in freedom
Leaders are guilty of nothing
They're perfectly insane
But if they'd point the finger at themselves
Who would be left to blame

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song performed by Mudvayne
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Healthy Back Bag

animated bag of chips
amor dive bag
american eagle outfitters bags
ambag poly bags wholesale
american airlines bag limits
american beauty plastic bag theme mp3
amf bowling bag
aluminum tab weave bag
ampac tote bags
american trails atv bag
american tourister bonneville ii garment bag
alt ieri bassoon bag
almond flavored tea bags
ameribag shoulder bags
a mco saddel bags 1977
an enema bag for men
amulet bag book
analyse art falconers bag
amy butler sweet life bag
alto sax bag
alpha kappa alpha diva tote bag
amylou bag in eureka ca
ani hand bags
american west rodeo bags
amex insurance for delayed bags
an interchangeable foundation bag
al verio martini bags
animal bag mp3
american trail ventures atv cargo bags
aluminium coated plastic bags
amy butlet runaway bag pattern
angel bag
animae bop bag
allowed to carry on garment bag
a nimal bag print tote
an imal overnight bag
aloksak bags
amz bag fun src
ameribag microfiber bag
american tourister laptop bag
allied waste service blue bags
american indian medicine bags
alternative to plastic trash bags
amish buggy bag
alpha poly bag
ammo shoulder bag
american sign language tote bags
animated gif people with hand bags
amazing bag grace pipe
altieri bags

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poem by Rwetewrt Erwtwer
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Shuffle Ball Change

No desires today,
Do I have...
To do a shuffle ball change.
Are you kidding?

I made a mistake in my tap dance class,
To ask the instructor Ms Phyllis Stone...
What purpose did that have in 'my' routine?
That was in 1951 or '2'.

Well...
Ms Stone was determined I would find that purpose.
On Westland Street.
In Hartford, Connecticut.

Every lesson...
She made me do that shuffle ball change to perfection.
And also helped developed my taste,
For respecting those in teaching positions.
I could not 'stand' them!
But I listened with zipped lips.

There was a number assigned to enlisted men,
When connected to the military.
That number is in my head.
And I can recite that just as quickly...
As my feet can deliver that shuffle ball change.
Seriously.

Some impressions are meant to stick and never leave.

'Uh...er..Mister Pertillar?
Feet!
Move them.
You're not finished.
Unless I say you're finished.
Ana 1 ana 2 ana 3...ana 4...
Tata tata...tata tata...'

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Coke and Ana Cristina

Red and White
Red and Whire
Coca-Cola what a beautiful sight
White and red
White and red
With out my Coke i'd rather be dead
In a bottle or in a can
For a Coke i'd rather stand
Some say it kills the inside
others say the out
BUT I SAY in or out i'd rather die happy with out a doubt
Coke and Ana what a lovely pair
If you snag her Coke you had Better Beware
Ana and Coke what a lovely match
Ana's nice but Coke's the real catch
Ana with her Coke will not Pout
If you ask her why she will Shout
Cause I LOVE COCA_COLA TILL THE DAY I DIE
AND I LOVE IT MORE THAN SUN, EARTH, OR SKY!
the threat she left me with this summer was:
If they try to take my Coke away
I will snatch it back and say
I got reflexes like a cat
Ree-awr

poem by Katharine Angelina Matias
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Tha e ne (Kosli kabita)

Khet mor ta kudmi muin bunmi muin bija
Sabu karmi muin lata bachha palha rua
Daebar madabar gharke buhibar kam bhi mor.
Mate chhadidele aaru ni na kihe kehensithane
Kenta karmi karmi jenta jena chhadmi heta henu
Aaru ni jaen kahin.
Muin achhen e na aaru e na thibartak heba
Jenta karuthimi heta
Ni kalata heba heta kahebarta kenta alajuk aae.
Achhen muin morthane basuchhen uthuchhen gadhuchhen
Dekhuchhen karuchhen mor kam mor khete
Mor kala kam thanu kenta sikhla tume sikhi ja
Aaru tha e na.

poem by Gajanan Mishra
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Rocking and Rolling

When I am rocking and rolling
I only remember you
When I am dancing and swinging
I only remember you

mini tini manimoo
mini tini manimoo

Come lets dance
Come romance
Come lets explore this crazy, crazy feeling
I have for you

When I am rocking and rolling
I only remember you
When I am dancing and swinging
I only remember you

mini tini manimoo
mini tini manimoo

Copyright 2005 - Sylvia Chidi

poem by Sylvia Chidi
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Holiday meals two

A woman in england is breeding mini pigs as pets
She might have some regrets.
My crabapples will have a mouth where to park
Pork so tender with meat white and dark.
Small indoor cookers will make such a come back
Mini chittilings will be just a new snack
Bagged al natural
Or bar-B-que flavored
Wont that be wild.
I like em hot
Some like em mild.
For a party of twenty
There will be plenty.
We will cook two or three
As directed.
The big bad wolf will be happy cause he has emphazima
Old Yeller could surley handle the rest.
Babe is at odds with no mini sheep to herd
So from him you will not even here one word.
Clinton upset cause not bred in Arkansas
But Hillary wants one real bad
To keep up with this latest pig fad.
Mini Razorback hogs
Will be the talk of the town.
We can train them like tunnel rats
To infiltrate Afganistans deep hidden caverns
For the pig is smarter than
Us drunkerds in most taverns.

poem by John Shea
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Take 7/8

HEY HEY HEY
HEY HEY HEY
IRHAMI DMU'EI
HO HO YA YUMA
IRHAMI DMU'EI
YUMA
WE INTI RUMI
HO HO YA YUMA
WE INTI RUMI
YUMA
HEY HEY HEY
MAHABUB GALBI MAHABUB GALBI
MAHABUB GALBI WENO?
ANA NAZALTI ANA NAZALTI
ANA NAZALTI SHUFO
IRHAMI DMU'EI
HO HO YA YUMA
IRHAMI DMU'EI
YUMA
WE INTI RUMI
HO HO YA YUMA
WE INTI RUMI
YUMA

song performed by Ofra Haza
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Innocent - A Requiem For Refugees

HASHAMAYIM MEVAKIM SADOT
UNDUDE ADAM BEMILHAMOT
GA'AGUYIM NIKRAYIM
ME'EYNE HAYLADIM HANIMLATIM
VE'EYIN AV VA'EYIM VE'RACHAMIM
YAH AHYAH, YAH AHYAH
ASHAR AHYAH, ASHAR AHYAH
YAH AHYAH, YAH AHYAH
ASHAR AHYAH, ASHAR AHYAH
YA FADAYTAK YA FADAYT
ANA MIN ASHKI ALEIK
LA LILI LEIL WALA NAHAR
YA FADAYTAK YA FADAYT
ANA MIN ASHKI ALEIK
LA LILI LEIL WALA NAHAR
YA FADAYTAK YA FADAYT
ANA MIN ASHKI ALEIK
LA LILI LEIL WALA NAHAR
YAH AHYAH, YAH AHYAH
ASHAR AHYAH, ASHAR AHYAH
YAH AHYAH, YAH AHYAH
ASHAR AHYAH, ASHAR AHYAH
Why? Why? Why?
Why, why, crazy mind?
Why?

song performed by Ofra Haza
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She Sure Did Like To Run

(walt aldridge/bobby tomberlin)
She made her exit a month ago tomorrow
Called up her mama and asked if she could borrow
Enough money to leave for awhile
Mama said you always were impulsive child
She bought a ticket at the greyhound station
Said she needed a permanent vacation
Ran out of money by santa fe
Hitchhiked the rest of the way
And she blew into town with a runaway heart
Like a santa ana blowin down ocean boulevard
Everybody said she was a restless one
Never knew where she was going but
She sure did like to run
She took a job with a bucket and a wet mop
Saved her pay checks and bought an old ragtop
Shed crank it up and let her hair down
Theyd hear her coming for miles around
And she blew into town with a runaway heart
Like a santa ana blowin down ocean boulevard
Everybody said she was a restless one
Never knew where she was going but
She sure did like to run
Last time I saw her she was letting the top down
She wouldnt tell me but I think she was south bound
She waved good-bye and looked back and smiled
And took off after the call of the wild
And she blew out of town with a runaway heart
Like a santa ana blowin down ocean boulevard
Everybody said she was a restless woman
Never knew where she was going
She never knew where she was going
Never knew where she was going
But she sure did like to run

song performed by Diamond Rio
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