many a time

Pleading and begging I took love You threw me to the enemy many a time I'm talking about that one love

I will serve the mighty god of love In deeds, and words, in songs and harmonies Many a time has he made me languish But after sorrow he has made me rejoice

So what, forgotten idol, you’ll sleep well, you had your glory one too many-a-time. Don’t bow to a changing world,

Love made me very patient, And you wandered many a time in my heart. I was content with your oppression,

The murmurous haunt of flies on summer eves. Darkling I listen; and, for many a time I have been half in love with easeful Death,

about people or life? No no no Being with me, many a time I repeated "God willing ...... ... my love, you'll be mine. God willing"

You'll greet me lovingly, I know, no matter what happens to me. Death lost its fright, after we confronted it many a time in the Steppes. Even now it encircles me.

I go my way and don't want to loose my head Look straight ahead, homey, I still reach my aim I was on the ground many a time but I never fell I had my faith, could hold on to my love

Death holds no fear, We've been face to face many a time. Even now, it circles near in the distance.

In the deep, quiet tranquility of the forest, where armies of singers live, where the soul listened many a time to the happy song of the bird.

So live your life! I know there have been many a time High mountains had been followed by deep valleys

The meadows and the secret glade, I kissed you midst flowering thyme How many a time, how many a time?

A thousand times rather than one I was told really Many a time at twilight

Your ancestors, your grandfather, your whole line and your father Are all heroes, O Turkish Nation. Your armies have many a time Brought glory to the Earth.

In the very city centre Restless hands Many a time it happened with me You'll tell me your dreams

Wander about, come now, lose yourself Many a time have I’ve longed after that light But, I have no choice but to go now

Full many a time I came to woo, Oft, Lisa I came a courting you; I kissed your lips when we did meet, No honey ever was so sweet.

Protect Church and Fatherland Many a time in great peril To you our land and people gazed

I wished she had gone more swiftly More swiftly on many a day I would she had at many a time Slowed down in leasure and play

It's not about the smile 'cause many a time you were smiling. It's about what was created inside us,