to come through. All I ever needed was the music, and the mirror, And the chance to dance... Play me the music, Play me the music, Play me the music.
Fordítás: A Chorus Line zene. A zene és a Mirror.
The Lorda??s my Shepherd, Ia??ll not want. He makes me down to lie In pastures green; He leadeth me The quiet waters by. He leadeth me, He leadeth me,
O light of life, O pure light divine Thou art in us; our ember is thine Kindle our flame, give hope when we fear Deepen our love, our fire appear. Light
I pray you'll be my eyes And watch her where she goes And help her to be wise Help me to let go Every mother's prayer Every child knows Lead her to
Fordítás: Margit-Menezes. Dandalunda (A kórus School of Music Pracatum).
