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10-year-old Alex Pirvu from Romania makes the jury cry with his rendition of ‘My Way’ by Frank Sinatra

Originally posted on ChildreninShadow.wordpress.com:

If this doesn’t bring tears to our eyes; nothing will! This 10 year old boy from Romania makes the judges cry. Now you have to remember he is blind and doesn’t speak English. What a talent.

http://www.flixxy.com/10-year-old-alex-pirvu-makes-jury-cry-at-romanian-talent-show.htm

Alex Pirvu is blind, but he doesn’t let that stop him from demonstrating his singing talent at the “Next Star” television show in Romania (10/10/2013).  His rich voice is unusually mature for so young a singer, and his ability to convey feeling is outstanding.  Pirvu’s ability to emanate his inner warmth toward others deeply touches many people.  A true talent!

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Born to Hand Jive-Grease

Before I was born, late one night, my papa said everything’s alright
The doctor laughed, my ‘ma laid down, with her stomach bouncing all around
Cause the beebop stork was about to arrive
Mama gave birth to the hand-jive

I could barely walk when I milked a cow, when I was three, I pushed a plow
While chopping wood, I move my legs, and I started dancin’ while I gathered eggs
Bowed and clapped, I was only five
And I danced ’em all, he’s born to hand-jive

Oh yeah, yeah, yeah – everybody

Born to hand-jive, baby, born to hand-jive, baby – yeah

How low can you go, how low can you go, how low can you go, how low can you go

Higher, higher, higher and higher
Now can you hand-jive, baby, oh can you hand-jive, baby
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, born to hand-jive, oh yeah

MetroLyrics.(2013). Born to Hand Jive. Retrieved from

http://www.metrolyrics.com/born-to-hand-jive-lyrics-grease.html

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Summer Nights-Grease

Summer loving had me a blast, oh yeah
Summer loving happened so fast,
I met a girl crazy for me,
Met a boy cute as can be,

Summer days drifting away,
To, uh oh, those summer nights

Well-a well-a well-a huh
Tell me more, tell me more
Did you get very far?
Tell me more, tell me more
Like does he have a car?

She swam by me, she got a cramp
He ran by me, got my suit damp
I saved her life, she nearly drowned
He showed off, splashing around

Summer sun, something’s begun
But, oh, oh, these summer nights

Well-a well-a well-a huh
Tell me more, tell me more
Was it love at first sight?
Tell me more, tell me more
Did she put up a fight?

Took her bowling in the Arcade
We went strolling, drank lemonade
We made out under the dock
We stayed up ’till ten o’clock

Summer fling, don’t mean a thing
But, oh, oh, those summer nights

Tell him more, tell him more
But you don’t gotta brag
Tell me more, tell me more
‘Cause he sounds like a drag

Shoo-bop-bop, shoo-bop-bop, shoo-bop-bop, shoo-bop-bop
shoo-bop-bop shoo-bop-bop shoo-bop-bop YEAH!

He got friendly, holding my hand
She got friendly down in the sand
He was sweet just turned eighteen
Well, she was good you know what I mean

Summer heat, boy and girl meet
But, oh, oh, the summer nights

Tell me more, tell me more
How much dough did he spend?
Tell me more, tell me more
Could she get me a friend?

It turned colder, that’s where it ends
So I told her we’d still be friends
Then we made our true love vow
Wonder what she’s doing now

Summer dreams, ripped at the seams
Bu-ut oh, those summer nights!
Tell me more, tell me more!

MetroLyrics.(2013).  Summer Nights. Retrieved from

http://www.metrolyrics.com/summer-nights-lyrics-grease.html

Lullaby of Broadway by Doris Day

Come on along and listen to
The lullaby of Broadway
The hip hooray and ballyhoo
The lullaby of Broadway
The rumble of a subway train
The rattle of the taxis
The daffodils who entertain
At Angelo’s and Maxi’s

When a Broadway baby says good night
It’s early in the morning
Manhattan babies don’t sleep tight
Until the dawn

Good night, baby
Good night, the milkman’s on his way
Sleep tight, baby
Sleep tight, let’s call it a day
Hey!

The band begins to go to town
And everyone goes crazy
You rock-a-bye your baby round
‘Til everything gets hazy
Hush-a-bye, I’ll buy you this and that
You hear a daddy saying
And baby goes home to her flat
To sleep all day

Good night, baby
Good night, the milkman’s on his way
Sleep tight, baby
Sleep tight, let’s call it a day

Listen to the lullaby
Of old… Broad… way…

LyricsFreak.(2013).  Lullaby of Broadway. Retrieved from

http://www.lyricsfreak.com/d/doris+day/lullaby+of+broadway_20237389.html

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MatchMaker -Fiddler On the Roof

Hodel:
Well, somebody has to arrange the matches,

Chava:
She might bring someone wonderful—-

Hodel:
Someone interesting—-

Chava:
And well off—-

Hodel:
And important—

Matchmaker, Matchmaker,
Make me a match,
Find me a find,
catch me a catch
Matchmaker, Matchmaker
Look through your book,
And make me a perfect match

Chava:
Matchmaker, Matchmaker,
I’ll bring the veil,
You bring the groom,
Slender and pale.
Bring me a ring for I’m longing to be,
The envy of all I see.

Hodel:
For Papa,
Make him a scholar.

Chava:
For mama,
Make him rich as a king.

Chava and Hodel:
For me, well,
I wouldn’t holler
If he were as handsome as anything.

Matchmaker, Matchmaker,
Make me a match,
Find me a find,
Catch me a catch,
Night after night in the dark I’m alone
So find me match,
Of my own.

(spoken)

Tzeitel:
Since when are you in a match, Chava? I thought you just had your eye on your books.

(Hodel chuckles)

Tzeitel con’t:
And you have your eye on the Rabbi’s son.

Hodel:
Well, why not?
We only have one Rabbi and he only has one son.
Why shouldn’t I want the best?

Tzeitel:
Because you’re a girl from a poor family.
So whatever Yenta brings, you’ll take, right?
Of course right!

(throws scarf over her head, imitating Yenta)
(singing)

Hodel, oh Hodel,
Have I made a match for you!
He’s handsome, he’s young!
Alright, he’s 62.
But he’s a nice man, a good catch, true?
True.

I promise you’ll be happy,
And even if you’re not,
There’s more to life than that—
Don’t ask me what.

Chava, I found him.
Won’t you be a lucky bride!
He’s handsome, he’s tall,
That is from side to side.
But he’s a nice man, a good catch, right?
Right.

You heard he has a temper.
He’ll beat you every night,
But only when he’s sober,
So you’ll alright.

Did you think you’d get a prince?
Well I’ll find the best I can.
With no dowry, no money, no family background
Be glad you got a man!

Chava:
Matchmaker, Matchmaker,
You know that I’m
Still very young.
Please, take your time.

Hodel:
Up to this minute,
I misunderstood
That I could get stuck for good.

Chava and Hodel:
Dear Yente,
See that he’s gentle
Remember,
You were also a bride.
It’s not that
I’m sentimental

Chava and Hodel and Tzeitel:
It’s just that I’m terrified!

Matchmaker, Matchmaker,
Plan me no plans
I’m in no rush
Maybe I’ve learned
Playing with matches
A girl can get burned
So,
Bring me no ring
Groom me no groom
Find me no find
Catch me no catch
Unless he’s a matchless match.

STLyrics.(2013). MatchMaker. Retrieved from

http://www.stlyrics.com/lyrics/fiddlerontheroof/matchmaker.htm

Sabbath Prayer-Fiddler On the Roof

May the Lord protect and defend you.
May He always shield you from shame.
May you come to be
In Israel a shining name.

May you be like Ruth and like Esther.
May you be deserving of praise.
Strengthen them, Oh Lord,
And keep them from the strangers’ ways.

May God bless you and grant you long lives.
(May the Lord fulfill our Sabbath prayer for you.)
May God make you good mothers and wives.
(May He send you husbands who will care for you.)

May the Lord protect and defend you.
May the Lord preserve you from pain.
Favor them, Oh Lord, with happiness and peace.
Oh, hear our Sabbath prayer. Amen.

STLyrics.(2013). Sabbath Prayer. Retrieved from

http://www.stlyrics.com/lyrics/fiddlerontheroof/sabbathprayer.htm

Far From the Home I Love-Fiddler On the Roof

This is one of my favorite songs from this show. Had to share it :)

How can I hope to make you understand
Why I do, what I do,
Why I must travel to a distant land
Far from the home I love?

Once I was happily content to be
As I was, where I was
Close to the people who are close to me
Here in the home I love…

Who could see that a man would come
Who would change the shapes of my dreams?
Helpless, now, I stand with him
Watching older dreams grow dim.
Oh, what a melancholy choice this is,
Wanting home, wanting him,
Closing my heart to every hope but his,
Leaving the home I love.

There where my heart has settled long ago,
I must go, I must go.
Who could imagine I’d be wand’ring so
Far from the home I love?

Yet, there with my love, I’m home.

STLyrics.(2013). Far From the Home I Love. Retrieved from

http://www.stlyrics.com/lyrics/fiddlerontheroof/farfromthehomeilove.htm

Against All Odds by Phil Collins

How can I just let you walk away, just let you leave without a trace
When I stand here taking every breath with you, ooh
You’re the only one who really knew me at allHow can you just walk away from me,
when all I can do is watch you leave
Cos we’ve shared the laughter and the pain and even shared the tears
You’re the only one who really knew me at all

So take a look at me now, oh there’s just an empty space
And there’s nothing left here to remind me,
just the memory of your face
Ooh take a look at me now, well there’s just an empty space
And you coming back to me is against all odds and that’s what I’ve got to face

I wish I could just make you turn around,
turn around and see me cry
There’s so much I need to say to you,
so many reasons why
You’re the only one who really knew me at all

So take a look at me now, well there’s just an empty space
And there’s nothing left here to remind me, just the memory of your face
Now take a look at me now, cos there’s just an empty space

But to wait for you, is all I can do and that’s what I’ve got to face
Take a good look at me now, cos I’ll still be standing here
And you coming back to me is against all odds
It’s the chance I’ve gotta take

Take a look at me now

AZLyrics.(2013). Against All Odds. Retrieved from

http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/philcollins/againstalloddstakealookatmenow.html