Тексты песен «Sound Of Music»

Climb every mountain Search high and low Follow every by way Every path you know Climb every mountain Ford every stream Follow every rainbow Till you find your dream A dream that will need All the love you can...

Climb every mountain, Search high and low, Follow every byway, Every path you know. Climb every mountain, Ford every stream, Follow every rainbow, 'Till you find your dream. A dream that will need All the love...

let's start at the very beginning a very good place to start when you read you begin with abc when you sing you begin with do re mi do re mi the first three notes just happen to be do re mi do re mi do re mi fa so la te...

Let's start at the very beginning A very good place to start When you read you begin with A-B-C When you sing you begin with do-re-mi Do-re-mi, do-re-mi The first three notes just happen to be Do-re-mi, do-re-mi...

The Captain: Edelweiss, edelweiss Ev'ry morning you greet me Small and white Clean and bright You look happy to meet me Blossom of snow May you bloom and grow Bloom and grow forever Edelweiss, edelweiss...

Edelweiss, Edelweiss Every morning you greet me Small and white, clean and bright You look happy to meet me Blossom of snow may you bloom and grow Bloom and grow forever Edelweiss, Edelweiss Bless my homeland forever...

In all the famous love affairs The lovers have to struggle In garret rooms away upstairs The lovers starve and snuggle They're famous for misfortune which They seem to have no fear of While lovers who are very rich You...

What will this day be like? I wonder What will my future be? I wonder It could be so exciting To be out in the world To be free My heart should be wildly rejoicing Oh whats the matter with me? I've always longed for...

What will this day be like? I wonder. What will my future be? I wonder. It could be so exciting to be out in the world, to be free My heart should be wildly rejoicing Oh, what's the matter with me? I've always longed...

(one nun at a time) She climbs a tree And scrapes her knee Her dress has got a tear She waltzs on her way to mass And whistles on the stair And underneath her wimple She has curlers in her hair! I've even...

She climbs a tree and scrapes her knee Her dress has got a tear She waltzes on her way to Mass And whistles on the stair And underneath her wimple She has curlers in her hair I even heard her singing in the abbey She's...

Raindrops on roses and whiskers on kittens Bright copper kettles and warm woolen mittens Brown paper packages tied up with strings These are a few of my favorite things Cream colored ponies and crisp apple strudels...

Raindrops on roses and whiskers on kittens, bright copper kettles and warm woolen mittens, brown paper packages tied up with strings, these are a few of my favorite things. Cream colored ponies and crisp apple...

(Rolf) You wait little girl On an empty stage For fate to turn the light on Your life little girl is an empty page that men will want to write on (Liesl) To write on (Rolf) You are 16 going on 17...

You wait little girl on an empty stage For fate to turn the light on Your life little girl is an empty page That men will want to write on, to write on You are sixteen going on seventeen Baby, it's time to think Better...

Rolf: You wait, little girl, on an empty stage For fate to turn the light on Your life, little girl, is an empty page That men will want to write on Liesl: To write on Rolf: You are sixteen going on seventeen Baby,...

(All children) There's a sad sort of clanging From the clock in the hall And the bells in the steeple, too And up in the nursery An absurd little bird Is popping out to say coo-coo (Coo-coo, coo-coo) (Brigitta, Gretel,...

Children: There's a sad sort of clanging from the clock in the hall And a bell in the steeple too And in the nursery an absurd little bird Is popping out to say "cuckoo" Marta, Gretl, Brigitta: Cuckoo, cuckoo Children:...

(Maria) Perhaps I had a wicked childhood Perhaps I had a miserable youth But somewhere in my wicked miserable past I must have had a moment of truth For here you are Standing there Loving me Whether or not you should...

Maria: Perhaps I had a wicked childhood Perhaps I had a miserable youth But somwhere in my wicked, miserable past There must have been a moment of truth For here you are, standing there, loving me Whether or not you...