Life is Beautiful

Composer: Nicola Piovani
Singer: Noa

Smile, without a reason why
Love, as if you were a child,
Smile, no matter what they tell you
Don’t listen to a word they say
Cause life is beautiful that way.

Tears, a tidal wave of tears
Light, that slowly disappears
Wait, before you close the curtain
There is still another game to play
And life is beautiful that way

Here with his eyes forevermore
I will always be as close as you
remember from before
Now that you’re out there on your own
Remember what is real and
what we dream is love alone

Keep the laughter in you eyes
Soon your long awaited prize
We’ll forget about our sorrows
And think about a brighter day
Cause life is beautiful that way.

We’ll forget about our sorrows
And think about a brighter day,
Cause life is beautiful that way
There’s still another game to play
And life is beautiful that way.

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Gobble, Gobble

Gobble, gobble, gobble
Hear the turkey say
When November comes along
I think I’ll run away.

Foolish Question on Thanksgiving Day

I met a Turkey Gobbler
When I went out to play.
Oh, Mr. Turkey Gobbler,
How are you today?

GOBBLE, GOBBLE, GOBBLE
That I cannot say
Don’t ask me such a question
On Thanksgiving Day

The Turkey

The turkey is a funny bird
It’s head goes bobble, bobble
And all he knows is just one word……
Gobble-gobble!

PUMPKIN’S CHOICE

Pumpkin in the cornfield
Shiny, round and slick
You are big and yellow,
Ripe enough to pick.

Tell me would you rather
Turn into pumpkin pies,
Or become a lantern
With funny, crooked eyes?

This is my opinion;
I think you’ll like it most,
To be a Jack-O-Lantern,
To sit upon a post

Five Batty Bats

Five batty bats
Were hanging beneath the moon.

“Quiet!” said the first.
“The witch is coming soon.”

“She’s green,” said the second,
“With a purple pointy nose.”

“Black boots,” said the third,
“Cover up her ugly toes.”

THE PUMPKIN

The Jack-o-Lantern chuckled
Then winked his funny eye
“I would rather be a pumpkin face
Than be inside a pie!”

ON HALLOWEEN

The witches fly
Across the sky,
The owls go, “Who? Who? Who?”
The black cats yowl
And green ghosts howl,
“SCARY HALLOWEEN TO YOU!”

Nana, nanita

Nana, nanita
Nanita, nana
A dormir va mi niño
hasta mañana

The Little Red House with a Star Inside

Once upon a time a little boy named Johnny asked his mother to make a mommy magic for him.

“How would you like to find a little red house with no windows, no doors, a chimney on top, and a star inside?” asked his mother.

Johnny said he would like that very much.

So Johnny and his mother went for a walk.

They saw Johnny’s friend, Jenny, jumping rope.

“Do you know where I can find a little red house with no windows, no doors, a chimney on top, and a star inside” asked Johnny?

“No.” said Jenny. “But maybe Farmer Jones knows that.”

Johnny and his mother walked until they came to Farmer Jones.

Johnny asked him, “Do you know where I can find a little red house with no windows, no doors, a chimney on top, and a star inside?”

“No.” said Farmer Jones. But I bet my Grandma knows. She has lived a long, long time, and she knows most everything.”

They went to see Grandma Jones. She was rocking back and forth in a rocking chair on the front porch.

Johnny asked her, “Grandma, Jones, do you know where I can find a little red house with no windows, no doors, a chimney on top, and a star in the middle?”

“Go into the orchard and ask Mr. Wind.” said Grandma Jones.

So Johnny went into the orchard.

Mr. Wind came and blew so hard, that an apple fell down onto Johnny’s lap.

“This is what we’ve been looking for!” shouted Johnny. They cut it open, and inside was a star.

Johnny and his mother walked home and showed Grandma Jones, Farmer Jones, and Jenny the apple. Then each of them ate a piece of the apple.

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