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Zaspiewajmy sobie!

18.12.03, 10:22
The Eight Expensive Nights of Chanukah
(To the tune of "The 12 Days of Christmas")
By Phyllis and Jennifer Simon

On the first night of Chanukah
My true love gave to me
A lucite gold-trimmed me-no-o-rah

On the second night of Chanukah
My true love gave to me
Two tennis bracelets and
A lucite gold-trimmed me-no-o-rah

On the third night of Chanukah
My true love gave to me
Three Chinese take-outs
Two tennis bracelets and
A lucite gold-trimmed me-no-o-rah

On the fourth night of Chanukah
My true love gave to me
Four like butter leathers
Three Chinese take-outs
Two tennis bracelets and
A lucite gold-trimmed me-no-o-rah

On the fifth night of Chanukah
My true love gave to me
Five diamond rings
Four like butter leathers
Three Chinese take-outs
Two tennis bracelets and
A lucite gold-trimmed me-no-o-rah

On the sixth night of Chanukah
My true love gave to me
Six Fendi wallets
Five diamond rings
Four like butter leathers
Three Chinese take-outs
Two tennis bracelets and
A lucite gold-trimmed me-no-o-rah

On the seventh night of Chanukah
My true love gave to me
Seven maids a-waiting
Six Fendi wallets
Five diamond rings
Four like butter leathers
Three Chinese take-outs
Two tennis bracelets and
A lucite gold-trimmed me-no-o-rah

On the eighth night of Chanukah
My true love gave to me
Eight designer dresses
Seven maids a-waiting
Six Fendi wallets
Five diamond rings
Four like butter leathers
Three Chinese take-outs
Two tennis bracelets and
A lucite gold-trimmed me-no-o-rah
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    • Gość: dana33 Re: Zaspiewajmy sobie! IP: 194.90.65.* 18.12.03, 10:55
      ha! lece z ta lista do ukochanego!!!!! bo lamie sobie glowe, co mi kupic na
      hanukke...... :)
    • bigobserver Re: Zaspiewajmy sobie! 18.12.03, 13:17
      Jul, jul, strålande jul

      Jul , jul, strålande jul, glans över vita skogar,
      himmelens kronor med gnistrande ljus,
      glimmande bågar i alla Guds hus,
      psalm, som är sjungen från tid till tid,
      eviga längtan till ljus och frid!
      Jul, jul, strålande jul, glans över vita skogar!

      Kom, kom, signade jul! Sänk dina vita vingar,
      över stridernas blod och larm,
      över all suckan ur människobarm.
      Över de släkten som gå till ro,
      över de ungas dagande bo!
      Kom, kom signade jul, sänk dina vita vingar!


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