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Песня Houston Whitney

Ooh, well, ooh, Lord Chestnuts roasting on an open fire, well Jack Frost nipping on your nose Yuletide carols being sung by a choir And folks dressed

(Ooh well ooh Lord) Chestnuts roasting on an open fire (well) Jack Frost nipping on your nose (mmm) Yuletide carols being sung by a choir And folks dressed

Перевод: Уитни Хьюстон. Рождественская песня (Каштаны обжига на открытом огне).

Перевод: Уитни Хьюстон. Рождественские песни.

sung a lot of songs I've made some bad rhyme I've acted out my love in stages With ten thousand people watching But we're alone now and I'm singing this song

ve sung a lot of songs I've made some bad rhyme I've acted out my love in stages With ten thousand people watching But we're alone now and I'm singing this song

: Oh beautiful for spacious skies, for amber waves of grain For purple mountain majesties above the fruited plain America! I love you, America! God shed

: Count on me through thick and thin A friendship that will never end When you are weak, I will be strong Helping you to carry on Call on me, I will

: (feat. Cissy Houston) Oooh Yeah Nothing's better than family, For the ones who love you so Be a shoulder to cry on when you are in need They will