Tradycyjne piosenki

1. I am a wand'ring minstrel man, And Love my only theme, I've stray'd beside the pleasant Bann, And eke the Shannon's stream; I've piped and play'd to wife and maid By Barrow, Suir, and Nore, But never met a maiden yet Like Brighidin Ban Mo Store. 2. My girl...

Brightest and best of the sons of the morning, Dawn on our darkness and lend us Thine aid; Star of the East, the horizon adorning, Guide where our infant Redeemer is laid. Cold on His cradle the dewdrops are shining; Low lies His head with the beasts of the s...

Brille, brille petite étoile Dans la nuit qui se dévoile Tout là-haut au firmament Tu scintilles comme un diamant Brille, brille petite étoile Veille sur ceux qui dorment en bas 

As I walked through Bristol City, I heard a fair maid sing, In behalf of her sailor, Her country and her king; And oh, she sang so sweetly, And so sweetly sang she; "Oh! of all the sorts of a Colin, Why a sailor for me! You may know my jolly sailor, Wheresome...

1. Brother Noah, Brother Noah, May I come into the Ark of the Lord? For it's growing very dark and it's raining very hard Halleloo, halleloo, hal-le-loo-oo-oo-oo-ia. 2. No, you can't sir, no, you can't, sir, You can't come into the ark of the Lord Though it's...

Brow bender, Eye peeper, Nose dreeper, Mouth eater, Chin chopper, Knock at the door, Ring the bell, Lift up the latch, Walk in… Take a chair, Sit by there, How d'you do this morning? 

Brow brinky Eye winky, Nose nappy Cheek chappy Mouth merry Chin cherry Hey diddle diddle derry. 

In a corner of the bedroom is a great big curtain, Someone lives behind it, but I don't know who; I think it is a Brownie, but I'm not quite certain. (Nanny isn't certain, too). I looked behind the curtain, but he went so quickly – Brownies never wait to say,...

Brrr… Il fait froid Claque, claque tes mains Elles ont chaud, elles sont bien Frotte, frotte ton front Il rougit comme un lampion Tape, tape tes joues Mais pas comme un petit fou Dring, dring ton nez C’est pour bien le réchauffer Gratte, gratte ton me...

Brüderchen, komm tanz mit mir, beide Hände reich' ich dir. einmal hin, einmal her, rundherum, das ist nicht schwer. Mit den Händchen klipp, klipp, klapp, mit den Füßchen tripp, tripp, trapp! einmal hin, einmal her, rundherum, das ist nicht schwer. Mi...

1. Bryan O'Linn was a gentleman born He lived at a time when no clothes they were worn, But as fashion went out, of course Bryan walked in "Whoo, I'll lead the fashions," says Bryan O'Linn. 2. Bryan O'Linn had no breeches to wear He got him a sheepskin to mak...

Once I build a railroad, made it run, Made it race against time. Once I built a railroad, now it's done. Buddy, can you spare a dime? Once I built a tower to the sun, Brick and rivet and line. Once I built a tower, now it's done. Buddy, can you spare a dime?...

Buff says Buff to all his men, And I say Buff to you again; Buff neither laughs nor smiles, But carries his face, With a very good grace, And passes the stick to the very next place. 

As I was lumb'ring down de street, Down de street, down de street, A handsome gal I chanced to meet, Oh! She was fair to view. Buffalo Gals, can't you come out tonight? Can't you come out tonight, Can't you come out tonight? Buffalo Gals, can't you come out t...

Buna sera biala, Jeu vegnel a termagl! Jeu vegnel alla posta Per tei oz dumandar. Mo per questa sera jeu Sai naguta dir Gl'ei uras, gl'ei uras Ded ir uss a durmir. Per la sien maneivel posti Cun mei aunc star. Ti has el senn la mira De mei mo snaregiar. Sna...

Through bushes and through briars, I lately took my way; All for to hear the small birds sing, And the lambs to skip and play. I overheard my own true love, Her voice it was so clear; Long time I have been waiting for The coming of my dear. Sometimes I am un...

1. Now do I be a very young country boy My father came from Fareham. He had another six just like I; By Christ, how he could rare 'em. Now, do my mum make dumplings nice I bet you'd like to try 'em. I've yet to find me a better one, A country boy like I am. C...

Buz, quoth the bluefly, Hum, quoth the bee, Buz and hum they cry, And so do we: In his ear, in his nose, Thus, do you see? He ate the dormouse, Else it was he. 

Bye, baby bumpkin, Where's Tony Lumpkin? My lady's on her death-bed, With eating half a pumpkin. 

Bye, baby bunting, Daddy's gone a-hunting, Gone to get a rabbit skin To wrap his baby bunting in.