the way where the nights are gay, And the sun shines brightly on the mountaintop, I took a trip on a sailing ship, And when I reached Jamaica I
the fastest of the fastest of jamaican sprinters, go to olymipcs, fight for jamaica (repeat everything except for that last part) the fastest of the fastest of jamaican
As a Jamaican, my argument is Whoever say them clever Them fi stop the promises And just, mass production In all the parishes And Jamdown will progress Like all the countries Chorus Jamaica
(Kim Carnes/Dave Ellingson) Jamaica Sunday morning April 1803 Children at the harbor waitin' to see There beyond the breakers Heading into view Sunlight
Down the bay where the nights are gay And the sun shines daily on the mountain top I took a trip on a sailing ship And when I reached Jamaica I made a
J-A-M Jamaica I-C-A Jamaica, J-A-M Jamaica I-C-A Jamaica Yu na see us walk, me say if yu nu hear we man bumbaclat talk Jamaica anywe unu de, shot up yu
bwoy, wah bruk we foot and tek we paper Dat can't gwan a Jamaica, that can't gwan a Jamaica Certain things wah gwan a foreign, can't gwan a Jamaica Man
PeeWee Oh ich hab'n Laptop in Jamaica stehn und ich kann auch jederzeit dorthin gehn. Ja, ich hab'n Laptop in Jamaica stehn, denn das Wetter ist dort
ückt! Jamaica! Du bist längst in Jamaica! Was willst du in Jamaica? Was ist da denn schon los?! Jamaica! Ich flieg' nie nach Jamaica ist das
pulled in there Pulled up a chair to have just one Now my head hurts I got this sun burn Oh what on earth have I done How'd I wind up in Jamaica? Washed
Jamaican guy, oh, my Jamaican guy Oh, my Jamaican guy, my Jamaican guy My Jamaican guy, my J.A. guy My Jamaican guy, my J.A. guy My Jamaican guy, my
Jamaica Farewell Down the way where the lights are gay, And the sun shines daily on the mountain top; I took a trip on a sailing ship, And when I reached
I have to leave my heart And go away To a land across the farest sea But my thoughts Will always be by you If I should never come Don't cry in vain Aloha
Lyrics to Ave Maria No Morro : by George Moustaki & Andrea Boccelli C?e lassu fra I boschi Un minuscolo paese Cosi bello Che nel mondo non ce n?e Vive
with the money, I will make the next plane I hope to take If the bird gets ready for me I will catch just in time. I see Lisa scratcing me back
If you ever fall in love, hold on to what you've got. Reaching for the stars above don't mean just half as much. 'Cause a love is hard to find in
dream of blue seas, white sands, Paradise birds, butterflies and beautiful warm-hearted girls Sun of Jamaica, the dreams of Malaika Our love is my sweet memory Sun of Jamaica
God created all this, the rain, the oceans, the sun and the moon. One time in your life you'll came to the point when you realize. There must be a supreme