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Kraj marynarek - Kulturka

"Mieszkam w kraju marynarekpod płaszczykiem lattrzyma mnie jak pętla guzikźle skrojony światNa miarę ludzi szyty jest ten krajjednorzędowy rajMieszkam w kraju marynareki miliona klapktóry przypomina łatęna"

Kin Folk - Sesame Street

"spoken: Ernie: And now, we'd like to do a song about our roots. Bert: Ernie, we're gonna sing about trees? Ernie: No, Bert. By roots I mean family. Or, as we say here in the country, kin folk. Bert:"

Folk Raider - Fiddler's Green

"So long ago, I still remember the first show We played like a bunch of fools you know But even then, they called us folk invaders Just ask me another, caus I don't wanna show off Now there is nothing"

People Folk - Tunng

"I saw the sun I saw the sun I saw the sun fall on everyone I saw the sun the people had to run I see the stars I see the stars I see the stars try to reach my heart I see the stars the people the way"

Folk Song - Ash

"Lying in the long long grass Blossom on the trees Springtime's slipping away my love Yeah springtime's slipping away When it comes around again It will never be the same Heaven's slipping away my love Yeah"

Folk Song - Jack Bruce

"How will I find you O my love In the darkness of day I will look in glass forests Where electric fish play How will I see you when I find you In the brightness of light I will see you on the silver train That"

Folk Monologue - Barbra Streisand

"Can I get my glass of tea? mmm, nothing like it! At this time I would like very much to do a folksong. since folksongs, I think are still popular today. uhm, this one is in latvian and it's From latvia."

Folk Song - The Sundays

"summer sky and a throat bone dry and all the fields are all gold dusty lane with a song in my brain and it stoned me to my soul i climb higher move towards the fire blaze sun silver trees and a whispering"

Folk Singer - Glen Campbell

"As I walk these narrow streets where a million passin' feet are before me With my guitar in my hand suddenly I realize nobody knows me Well yesterday the motor toots screamed and cried my name out for"

Folk Song - Dillinger Four

"It's like picking up the pieces is a daily chore Thinking of your time card forms a habit Watching rick folks on T.V.'s like picking a sore Fuck it all, they can have it And now I'm loaded like a gun again Like"

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