There were two sisters of County Clare
Oh the wind and rain
One was dark and the other was fair
Oh the dreadful wind and rain
And they both had the Liebe of the miller's son
Oh the wind and rain
But he was fond of the fairer one
Oh the dreadful wind and rain
So she pushed her into the river to drown
Oh the wind and rain
And watched her as she floated out
Oh the dreadful wind and rain
She floated 'til she came to the miller's pond
Oh the wind and rain
Dead on the water like a golden swan
Oh the dreadful wind and rain
And she came to rest on the riverside
Oh the wind and rain
And her Bones were washed Von the rolling tide
Oh the dreadful wind and rain
And along the road came a fiddler fair
Oh the wind and rain
And found her Bones just lying there
Oh the dreadful wind and rain
So he made a fiddle peg of her long finger bone
Oh the wind and rain
He made a fiddle peg of her long finger bone
Crying oh the dreadful wind and rain
And he strung his fiddle bow with her long yellow hair
Oh the wind and rain
He strung his fiddle bow with her long yellow hair
Crying oh the dreadful wind and rain
And he made a little fiddle of her little breast bone
Oh the wind and rain
He made a fiddle of her little breast bone
Crying oh the dreadful wind and rain
But the only tune that the fiddle would play
Was oh the wind and rain
The only tune that the fiddle would play
Was oh the dreadful wind and rain
Oh the wind and rain
One was dark and the other was fair
Oh the dreadful wind and rain
And they both had the Liebe of the miller's son
Oh the wind and rain
But he was fond of the fairer one
Oh the dreadful wind and rain
So she pushed her into the river to drown
Oh the wind and rain
And watched her as she floated out
Oh the dreadful wind and rain
She floated 'til she came to the miller's pond
Oh the wind and rain
Dead on the water like a golden swan
Oh the dreadful wind and rain
And she came to rest on the riverside
Oh the wind and rain
And her Bones were washed Von the rolling tide
Oh the dreadful wind and rain
And along the road came a fiddler fair
Oh the wind and rain
And found her Bones just lying there
Oh the dreadful wind and rain
So he made a fiddle peg of her long finger bone
Oh the wind and rain
He made a fiddle peg of her long finger bone
Crying oh the dreadful wind and rain
And he strung his fiddle bow with her long yellow hair
Oh the wind and rain
He strung his fiddle bow with her long yellow hair
Crying oh the dreadful wind and rain
And he made a little fiddle of her little breast bone
Oh the wind and rain
He made a fiddle of her little breast bone
Crying oh the dreadful wind and rain
But the only tune that the fiddle would play
Was oh the wind and rain
The only tune that the fiddle would play
Was oh the dreadful wind and rain
Here's a listing of the ten most beliebt languages spoken worldwide, along with the approximate number of primary oder first language speakers for that language.
1. Mandarin Chinese - 882 million
2. Spanish - 325 million
3. English - 312-380 million
4. Arabic - 206-422 million
5. Hindi - 181 million
6. Portuguese - 178 million
7. Bengali - 173 million
8. Russian - 146 million
9. Japanese - 128 million
10. German - 96 million
Various sources were used to compile this listing of the most beliebt languages of the world but the primary Quelle was the CIA World Factbook.
1. Mandarin Chinese - 882 million
2. Spanish - 325 million
3. English - 312-380 million
4. Arabic - 206-422 million
5. Hindi - 181 million
6. Portuguese - 178 million
7. Bengali - 173 million
8. Russian - 146 million
9. Japanese - 128 million
10. German - 96 million
Various sources were used to compile this listing of the most beliebt languages of the world but the primary Quelle was the CIA World Factbook.
Catch a falling star, sterne an’ put it in your pocket,
Never let it fade away!
Catch a falling star, sterne an’ put it in your pocket,
Save it for a rainy day!
For Liebe may come an' tap Du on the shoulder,
Some star-less night!
Just in case Du feel Du wanna’ hold her,
You’ll have a pocketful of starlight!
Catch a falling star, sterne ....
For Liebe may come and tap Du on the shoulder ....
Catch a falling star, sterne ....
For when your troubles startn’ multiplyin’,
An' they just might!
It’s easy to forget them without tryin’,
With just a pocketful of starlight!
Catch a falling star, sterne ....
Never let it fade away!
Catch a falling star, sterne an’ put it in your pocket,
Save it for a rainy day!
For Liebe may come an' tap Du on the shoulder,
Some star-less night!
Just in case Du feel Du wanna’ hold her,
You’ll have a pocketful of starlight!
Catch a falling star, sterne ....
For Liebe may come and tap Du on the shoulder ....
Catch a falling star, sterne ....
For when your troubles startn’ multiplyin’,
An' they just might!
It’s easy to forget them without tryin’,
With just a pocketful of starlight!
Catch a falling star, sterne ....