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One day I met a Gypsy Girl. Andante |
01:17 |
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That black-eyed Gypsy. Con moto |
01:13 |
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Through the twilight glow-worms. Andante |
01:47 |
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Already swallows are. Andante /att./ |
00:52 |
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Weary work is ploughing. Adagio |
00:48 |
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Hej, there my tawny oxen. Allegro |
01:56 |
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I've got a loose axle. Con moto |
00:57 |
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Don't look, my oxen. Andante |
01:01 |
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Welcome, my handsome one |
02:59 |
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Good all-powerful, God eternal. Un poco piu mosso |
04:51 |
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From the rip'ning cornfield. Con moto |
02:59 |
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Forest's shady height /att./ |
00:58 |
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Andante |
02:32 |
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See how high the sun is! Adagio |
00:58 |
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Now my tawny oxen. Allegro |
00:50 |
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What has come over me? Adagio |
01:22 |
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Who can escape his fate. Recitativo /att./ |
01:45 |
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Nothing matters now |
01:09 |
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See that thieving magpie. Andante |
01:27 |
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Now she bears my child. Con moto |
00:49 |
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Father, how wrong you were. Meno mosso |
01:05 |
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Then farewell, dearest land. Andante |
02:16 |
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One day I met a Gypsy Girl. Andante |
01:16 |
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That black-eyed Gypsy. Con moto |
01:12 |
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Through the twilight glow-worms. Andante |
01:49 |
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Already swallows are. Andante /att./ |
00:53 |
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Weary work is ploughing. Adagio |
01:01 |
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Hej, there my tawny oxen. Allegro |
01:58 |
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I've got a loose axle. Con moto |
00:53 |
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Don't look, my oxen. Andante |
01:08 |
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Welcome, my handsome one |
02:47 |
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Good all-powerful, God eternal. Un poco piu mosso |
04:30 |
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From the rip'ning cornfield. Con moto |
02:47 |
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Forest's shady height /att./ |
00:59 |
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Andante |
02:42 |
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See how high the sun is! Adagio |
01:13 |
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Now my tawny oxen. Allegro |
00:52 |
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What has come over me? Adagio |
01:17 |
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Who can escape his fate. Recitativo /att./ |
01:58 |
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Nothing matters now |
01:16 |
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See that thieving magpie. Andante |
01:38 |
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Now she bears my child. Con moto |
00:53 |
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Father, how wrong you were. Meno mosso |
01:13 |
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Then farewell, dearest land. Andante |
02:17 |