Tradycyjne piosenki

R: Daddy, what's a train? Is it something I can ride? Does it carry lots of grown-up folks and little kids inside? Is it bigger than our house? Well how can I explain When my little boy and girl ask me "Daddy what's a train?" When I was just a boy and living...

Daffy-down-dilly Has come up to town, In a yellow petticoat And a green gown. 

Jeg må ha en pils i mårå som kald og ubrukt står. Med et glass vann og globoider tel. Da kan jeg rette opp att, denne fylla fra i går så kan jeg b'yne på'n att neste kveld. 

It was in and through the window broads, Arid all the tirliewirlies o'd; The sweetest kiss that e'er I got Was from my Dainty Davie. O, leeze me on your curly pow, Dainty Davie, dainty Davie, Leeze me on your curly pow, My ain dainty Davie. It was down amang...

There is a flower within my heart, Daisy, Daisy! Planted one day by a glancing dart, Planted by Daisy Bell! Whether she loves me or loves me not, Sometimes it's hard to tell; Yet I am longing to share the lot Of beautiful Daisy Bell! Daisy Daisy, Give me your...

Aa Dalebo Jonson hadde ei festarmøj bold, Aa Dalebo Jonson hadde ei festarmøj bold, Den hever han teki mæ Jønn aa Staal. Kenner du Dalebo Jonson. 

Heng yo hai he hai, Hai he hai, Heng yo he hai heng He hai heng, Heng yo hay ho hai Hai he hai, Heng yo he hai heng, He hai heng. Dajia yiqi liu xue han, he he hai, Wei liao huoming, Na pa ri sai jinggu suan, he he hai, Heli la sheng mo toulan, he he hai, Tua...

Dama de España, manola, Labios color de amapola. Tiene tu gracia española El señorío mejor. Dama de España te quiero, Sin tus caricias yo muero. Dice mi canto que espero, Dama de España, tu amor. Sigue la ronda cantando, Aires de España bordando, Y, en tu bal...

Dame, what makes your ducks to die? What the pize ails 'em? what the pize ails 'em? They kick up their heels, and there they lie: What the pize ails 'em now? Heigh, ho! heigh, ho! Dame, what makes your ducks to die? What a pize ails 'em? what a pize ails 'em?...

Dance a baby, diddy, What can mammy do wid'e, But sit in her lap, And give 'un some pap, And dance a baby diddy? 

Dance, little baby, dance up high; Never mind, baby, mother is nigh. Crow and caper, caper and crow, There, little baby, there you go! Up to the ceiling, down to the ground, Backwards and forwards, round and round. Dance, little baby; mother will sing, With th...

Dance, Thumbkin dance; Keep the thumb in motion. Dance, ye merrymen, every one; All the fingers in motion. For Thumbkin, he can dance alone, The thumb only moving. Thumbkin, he can dance alone The thumb only moving. Dance, Foreman, dance; The first finger movi...

Dance to your daddy, My little babby; Dance to your daddy, My little lamb. You shall have a fishy, In a little dishy; You shall have a fishy, When the boat comes in. 

Dans la ville de Besançon On a trouvé un poisson Qui chantait une chanson, Au marchand de hameçons Qui n'aimait pas le poisson Préférait le saucisson Et donna des hameçons Au poisson, Zon! 

Dans sa maison un grand cerf regardait par la fenêtre un lapin venir à lui et frapper chez lui: "Cerf, cerf, ouvre moi ou le chasseur me tuera"! "Lapin lapin entre et viens me serrer la main" 

Dansons la capucine Y' a pas de pain chez nous Y' en a chez la voisine Mais ce n'est pas pour nous You ! les petits cailloux ! Dansons la capucine Y' a pas de vin chez nous Y' en a chez la voisine Mais ce n'est pas pour nous You ! les petits cailloux...

Darby and Joan were dressed in black, Sword and buckle behind their back; Foot for foot, and knee for knee; Turn about, Darby's company! 

1. One evening of late as I happened to stray To the County Tipperary I straight took my way To dig the potatoes and work by the day For a farmer called Darby O'Leary. 2. I asked him how far we were bound for to go The night being dark and the cold wind did b...

Wake up, wake up, darlin' Corey. What makes you sleep so sound? When them reveenooers are comin' For to tear your still house down. Well the first time I seen darlin' Corey She was settin' by the side of the sea, With a forty-four strapped across her bosom An...

There's a low green valley On the old Kentucky shore, There I've whiled many happy hours away, A-sitting and a-singing By the little cottage door, Where lived my Darling Nelly Gray. Refrain: Oh! my poor Nelly Gray, They have taken you away, And I'll never see...