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John Dowland – Come again!!
John Dowland | Now, O Now | Lute Song by Les Canards Chantants
Lucas & Arthur Jussen
Shostakovich: Concertino in A minor for 2 Pianos, Op. 94
Khatia Buniatishvili
Beethoven: Concerto No. 1 in C Major, Op. 15: III. Rondo
How to play „Happy Birthday” Like…
Steve Howe (Yes) – The Gates of Delirium (Soon the light)
The Planets – VII. Neptune, the Mystic – Gustav Holst
Susanna Mälkki, Conductor
BBC Symphony Orchestra and Elysian Singers
Happysad – „Zanim pójdę”(before I go)
How much do I owe you?
How much did you charge me for your friendship?
But when I give everything back, will
will you be happy and free or …
will you be happy and free or …
But before I go but before I go
but before I go I would like to tell you that:
Love is not a teddy bear or flowers.
He’s not a horned devil either.
Not love when one cries
and the second one jumps.
Love is no movie in any cinema
neither roses nor kisses small, large.
But love – when one thing goes down
the other pulls them up.
How much do I owe you?
How much did you charge me for your friendship?
How much were our words worth,
when did we try everything all over again?
When did we try everything all over again?
But before I go but before I go
But before I go, I’d like to tell you that:
Love is not a teddy bear or flowers.
He’s not a horned devil either.
Not love when one cries
and the second one jumps.
Love is no movie in any cinema
neither roses nor kisses small, large.
But love – when one thing goes down
the other pulls them up …
But before I go but before I go
But before I go, I’d like to tell you that:
Love is not a teddy bear or flowers.
He’s not a horned devil either.
Not love when one cries
and the second one jumps.
Love is no movie in any cinema
neither roses nor kisses small, large.
But love – when one thing goes down
the other pulls them up …
Love is not a teddy bear or flowers.
He’s not a horned devil either.
Not love when one cries
and the second one jumps.
Love is no movie in any cinema
neither roses nor kisses small, large.
But love – when one thing goes down
the other pulls them up …
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