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A Red, Red Rose
O my Luve’s like a red, red rose,
That’s newly sprung in June;
O my Luve’s like the melodie
That’s sweetly play’d in tune.

As fair are thou, my bonie lass,
So deep in luve am I;
And I will luve thee still, my Dear,
Till a’ the seas gang dry.

Till a’ the seas gang dry, my Dear,
And the rocks melt wi’ the sun:
I will luve thee still, my dear,
While the sands o’ life shall run.

And fare thee weel, my only Luve!
And fare thee weel, a while!
And I will come again, my Luve,
Tho’ it were ten thousand mile!

Text by Robert Burns (1759–1796), public domain.

Set Me as a Seal 
Set me as a seal upon thine heart,
as a seal upon thine arm:
for love is strong as death

Many waters cannot quench love
neither can the floods drown it

from Song of Solomon, chapter 8:6-7. KJV.

For My Brother
My brother,
In every raging storm, may you be oak and rock,
In tender slants of sun, may you be vine and flower.
And as you climb to heights unknown,
may you remain a humble soul:
Side with the poor, side with the weak,
Side with those wronged, and those in need.
With loyal heart and purest hands, be generous
My brother.

My brother, On your journey forward, befriend heroic souls.
In your golden dawning, seek a grander day for all.
And as you walk in bravery,
may you remain a gentle soul
In beauty, breathe—and take a pause,
Be moved to tears. Sing songs of love.
With tender heart and listening ear, be stronger
My brother.

Original text by Robert Green Ingersoll  published 1879,public domain, adapted by Andrea Ramsey, ©2016 by René Clausen. Used by permission. 

Salvation is Created 
For God is my King of old,
working salvation in the midst of the earth.

Psalm 74:12, KJV

Always Keep This Close
Always keep this close
and you’ll never need more,
your world is here
with the familiar voices
that linger in the air
and all those hearts
that have learned to beat
in time with each other.
You make more than music here.
No notes are as connected
as the souls that sing them
and no soul is happier than when 
she is surrounded by her sisters.
Even when you leave
this does not leave you,
when you are lost just listen
and you will always 
find your way home.
It is impossible for something
to go from your life
without first becoming part
of who you are.
You are another, 
I am you,
we are one.
 

Text by Colleen Carhuff, b. 1992 by RIGHTS HOLDER. Use by permission. 

Ergen Deda
Ergen deda, cherven deda
Unmarried old man, red-faced old man,
ey taka, pa taka
Just like this, just like that,
nakrivil e kalpacheto
Has put his cap askew,
ey taka, pa taka
Just like this, just like that,
Nakrivil e kalpacheto
Has put his cap askew,
ey taka, pa taka
Just like this, just like that,
Nanagore-nanadole
To the one side, to the other side (of his head)
ey taka, pa taka
Just like this, just like that,

Nanagore-nanadole
Has put his cap askew,
ey taka, pa taka
Just like this, just like that,
pa otide u seloto
To the one side, to the other side (of his head)
ey taka, pa taka
Just like this, just like that,

Pa otide u seloto
To the one side, to the other side,
ey taka, pa taka
Just like this, just like that,
pa se hvana na 'oroto
And went to the village,
ey taka, pa taka
Just like this, just like that.

Pa se hvana na 'oroto
And went to the village,
ey taka, pa taka
Just like this, just like that,
na 'oroto do momite
And took place in the ring dance,
ey taka, pa taka
Just like this, just like that,

Na 'oroto do momite
And took place in the ring dance,
ey taka, pa taka
Just like this, just like that,
svite momi pobegali
In the ring dance among the young girls,
ey taka, pa ta
Just like this, just like that,

Svite momi pogegali
In the ring dance among the young girls,
ey taka, pa taka
Just like this, just like that,
ostanala nay-malata
All the young girls have run away,
ey taka, pa taka
Just like this, just like that,

Ostanala nay-malata
Only the youngest has stayed,
ey taka, pa taka
Just like this, just like that,
nay-malata Angelina
The youngest, called Angelina,
ey taka, pa taka
Just like this, just like that,
 

Traditional Bulgarian text. Public domain. Translation by LOREM IPSUM, ©XXXX by RIGHTSHOLDER , used by permission

The Lake Isle of Innisfree
I will arise and go now, and go to Innisfree,
And a small cabin build there, of clay and wattles made:
Nine bean-rows will I have there, a hive for the honey-bee;
And live alone in the bee-loud glade.

And I shall have some peace there, for peace comes dropping slow,
Dropping from the veils of the morning to where the cricket sings;
There midnight’s all a glimmer, and noon a purple glow,
And evening full of the linnet’s wings.

I will arise and go now, for always night and day
I hear lake water lapping with low sounds by the shore;
While I stand on the roadway, or on the pavements grey,
I hear it in the deep heart’s core.

Text by William Butler Yeats, from The Wanderings of Oisin and Other Poems. (London: Kagan Paul, Trench and Co., 1889.) Public domain.

An die Heimat
Heimat!
Homeland!
Wunderbar tönendes Wort!
Wonderful sounding word!
Wie auf befiederten Schwingen
Like on feathered wings
Ziehst du mein Herz zu dir fort.
draw you my heart to you away.
Jubelnd, als müst ich den Gruß
Rejoicing, as if must I the greeting
Jegicher Seele dir bringen,
of each soul to you bring,
Trag ich zu dir meinen Fuß,
carry I to you my foot,
Freundliche Heimat!
friendly homeland!

Heimat!
Homeland!
Bei dem sanft klingenden Ton
With the softly sounding music
Wecken mich alte Gesänge,
awaken me old songs
Die in der Ferne mich flohn;
that in the distant land me escaped;
Rufen mir freudenvoll zu
call to me joyfully
Heimatlich lockende Klänge,
homeland-like luring sounds,
Du nur allein bist die Ruh,
you only alone are the rest,
Schützende Heimat!
sheltering homeland!

Heimat!
Homeland!
Gib mir den Frieden zurück,
Give me the peace back
Den ich im Weiten verloren,
that I in the expanses lost;
Gib mir dein blühendes Glück!
give me your flowering happiness!
Unter den Bäumen am Bach,
Under the trees at the brook
Wo ich vor Zeiten geboren,
where I before times was born,
Gib mir ein schützendes Dach,
give me a sheltering roof, 
Liebende Heimat!
loving homeland!

Texts by Otto Inkermann writing as C.O. Sternau. Translations from Translations and Annotations of Choral Repertoire Volume II: German Texts.  ©2000, Earthsongs Choral Music. Used by permission.

Preguntale a ese mar  
Pregúntale a ese mar donde solía llorar mi corazón,
Ask the sea where my heart cried,  
si por su arena, con dulce silbo de veloz sirena,    
if on its sand with the sweet whistle of the quick mermaid  
cruzó la virgen que me vierra   
the virgin crossed who saw me 
un día contar los granos de la arena mía.  
one day counting the grains of my sand. 
Y a esa virgen nocturna de serena 
And ask that nocturnal virgin dressed in serene clothing  
vestidura lunar,   
and full moon, 
túrgida y llena, pregúntale si el mar que la veía    
ask her if the sea, who saw her leaves  
despedirse llorando en mi memoria,   
crying in my memory,  
escribió por la arena aquella historia   
wrote that story on the sand  
con su pulso de espuma, triste y suave… em> br> with its pulse and sad, soft foam.
¡Tú también, corazón, ve a la ribera, 
 And you, love, go to the shore  
y con voz de esa brisa que te oyera,  
and with the voice of that breeze that would hear you, 
pregúntaselo al mar, que el mar lo sabe! 
ask the sea, because the sea knows.

Text by Juan Boxes, translation by Luis Cortest, ©XXXX. Used by permission.

Bredon Hill
In summertime on Bredon
The bells they sound so clear;
Round both the shires they ring them
In steeples far and near,
A happy noise to hear.

Here of a Sunday morning
My love and I would lie,
And see the coloured counties,
And hear the larks so high
About us in the sky.

The bells would ring to call her
In valleys miles away:
'Come all to church, good people;
Good people, come and pray.
But here my love would stay.

And I would turn and answer
Among the springing thyme,
'Oh, peal upon our wedding,
And we will hear the chime,
And come to church in time.

But when the snows at Christmas
On Bredon top were strewn,
My love rose up so early
And stole out unbeknown
And went to church alone.

They tolled the one bell only,
Groom there was none to see,
The mourners followed after,<
And so to church went she,
And would not wait for me.

The bells they sound on Bredon,
And still the steeples hum.
'Come all to church, good people,'
Oh, noisy bells, be dumb;
I hear you, I will come.

Text by By A.E. Housman, from A Shropshire Lad, published 1896. Public domain.

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