words could be But I was nothing to him And he was the world to me. There in her garden she stands All dressed in fine satin and lace Lady Mary so cold
Mary Call, Mary Call You never stumble, you never fall Silver stars and lilies call For the yearning of a young one Named Mary Call She's the treasure
mind to save my life You'd never have shamed me here Last night there were four Marys Tonight there'll be but three It was Mary Beaton and Mary Seton And Mary
a kiss upon Her face While the angels are singin' His praises in a blaze of glory Mary stays behind and starts cleaning up the place Oh Mary, She moves
Virgin Mary had a one son, Oh, glory halleluja, Oh, pretty little baby, Glory be to the new born King. "Well, Mary how you call that pretty little baby
cast aside the shroud of another man, who served the world proud You greet another son, you lose another one on some sunny day and always stay Mary, Mary, Mary
(M. Farina) Mary Call, Mary Call You never stumble, you never fall Silver stars and lilies call For the yearning of the young one Named Mary Call She
to save my life You'd never have shamed me here Last night there were four marys Tonight there'll be but three It was Mary Beaton and Mary Seton And Mary
could be But I was nothing to him And he was the world to me. There in her garden she stands All dressed in fine satin and lace Lady Mary so cold and
ترجمه: جوآن بائز. ماری همیلتون.
ترجمه: جوآن بائز. خانم مریم.
ترجمه: جوآن بائز. مری تماس.
ترجمه: جوآن بائز. مریم باکره.
you cast aside the shroud of another man, who served the world proud You greet another son, you lose another one on some sunny day and always stay Mary, Mary, Mary
