Stelle Cadenti

Eyes on the prize
Lyrics by Alice Wine

Paul and Silas bound in jail
Had no money to go their bail
Keep your eyes on the prize
Hold on

Paul and Silas thought they was lost
Dungeon shook and the chains come off
Keep your eyes on the prize

Hold on

Freedom’s name is mighty sweet
And soon we’re gonna meet
Keep your eyes on the prize

Hold on

I got my hand on the gospel plow
Won’t take nothing for my journey now
Keep your eyes on the prize

Hold on

Hold on, Hold on
Keep your eyes on the prize
Hold on

Only chain that a man can stand
Is that chain o’hand on hand
Keep your eyes on the prize

Hold on

I’m gonna board that big Greyhound
Carry the love from town to town
Keep your eyes on the prize

Hold on

Hold on, Hold on

Keep your eyes on the prize

Hold on

The only thing I did was wrong
Was stayin’ in the wilderness too long
Keep your eyes on the prize

Hold on

The one thing we did was right
Was the day we started to fight
Keep your eyes on the prize

Hold on

Hold on, Hold on
Keep your eyes on the prize
Hold on

Hold on, Hold on

Keep your eyes on the prize

Hold on

Hold on, Hold on
Keep your eyes on the prize

Hold on

Ain’t been to heaven but I been told
Streets up there are paved with gold

Traduzione:

Paolo e Sila legati in prigione
Non avevano soldi per la cauzione
Tieni gli occhi sul premio
Tieni duro

Paolo e Sila credevano di essere perduti
La prigione tremò e le catene vennero via
Tieni gli occhi sul premio
Tieni duro

Il nome della libertà è molto dolce
E presto ci incontreremo
Tieni gli occhi sul premio
Tieni duro

Ho la mano sull’aratro del vangelo adesso
Non porterò nulla con me per il mio viaggio
Tieni gli occhi sul premio
Tieni duro

Tieni duro, Tieni duro

Tieni gli occhi sul premio

Tieni duro

L’unica catena che un uomo può sopportare
È quella catena fatta di una mano nell’altra
Tieni gli occhi sul premio
Tieni duro

Salirò a bordo di quel bus della Greyhound
Porterò in giro l’amore di città in città
Tieni gli occhi sul premio
Tieni duro

Tieni duro, Tieni duro

Tieni gli occhi sul premio

Tieni duro

L’unica cosa che abbiamo fatto di sbagliato
E’ stato di rimanere nel deserto così a lungo
Tieni gli occhi sul premio,
Tieni duro

L’unica cosa che abbiamo fatto di giusto
È stato il giorno che abbiamo cominciato la lotta
Tieni gli occhi sul premio
Tieni duro

Tieni duro, Tieni duro

Tieni gli occhi sul premio
Tieni duro

Tieni duro, Tieni duro

Tieni gli occhi sul premio
Tieni duro

Tieni duro, Tieni duro

Tieni gli occhi sul premio
Tieni duro

Non sono stato in paradiso ma mi hanno detto
Che le strade sono lastricate d’oro

My Oklahoma home
Unknown Author

When they opened up the strip I was young and full of zip,
I wanted a place to call my own.
And so I made the race, and staked me out a place,
And settled down along the Cimarron.

It blowed away, it blowed away,
My Oklahoma home, it blowed away.
It looked so green and fair when I built my shanty there,
But my Oklahoma home, it blowed away.

I planted wheat and oats, got some chickens and some shoats,
Aimed to have some ham and eggs to feed my face.
Got a mule to pull the plow, got an old red muley cow
And got a fancy mortgage on the place.

It blowed away, it blowed away,
All the crops I planted blowed away.
You can’t grow any grain if there isn’t any rain;
All except the mortgage blowed away.

It blowed away my rooster and it blowed away my hens;
The pigs and cattle went astray.
All the crops that I sowed went a-foggin’ down the road.
My Oklahoma farm, it blowed away.

It blowed away, it blowed away,
Everything I owned blowed away.
I hollered and I cussed when my land went up in dust,
When my Oklahoma farm, it blowed away.

It looked so green and fair, when I built my shanty there,
I figured I was all set for life.
I put on my Sunday best with my fancy scalloped vest
And went to town and picked me out a wife.

She blowed away, she blowed away
My Oklahoma woman blowed away.
Just as I bent and kissed her, she was picked up by a twister;
My Oklahoma woman blowed away.

Then I was left alone a-listenin’ to the moan
Of the wind around the corners of my shack;
So I took off down the road when the south wind blowed,
A-travelin’ with the wind at my back.

I blowed away, I blowed away
Chasin’ a dust cloud up ahead.
Once it looked so green and fair, now it’s up there in the air;
My Oklahoma farm is overhead.

Now I’m always close to home no matter where I roam,
For Oklahoma dust is everywhere.
Makes no difference where I’m walkin’, I can hear my chickens squawkin’
I can hear my wife a-talkin’ in the air.

It blowed away, it blowed away,
My Oklahoma home blowed away.
But my home is always near; it’s in the atmosphere,
My Oklahoma home that blowed away.

I’m a roamin’ Oklahoman, but I’m always close to home
And I’ll never get homesick ’til I die.
No matter where I’m found, my home is all around;
My Oklahoma home is in the sky.

It blowed away, it blowed away,
My farm down upon the Cimarron.
But all around the world, wherever dust is whirled,
Some is from my Oklahoma home.

It blowed away, it blowed away,
My Oklahoma home blowed away.
Oh it’s up there in the sky in that dust cloud rolling by,
My Oklahoma home is in the sky.

Jacob’s Ladder
Unknown Author

We are climbing Jacob’s ladder
We are climbing Jacob’s ladder
We are climbing Jacob’s ladder
Brothers, sisters, all

Every rung goes higher and higher
Every rung goes higher and higher
Every rung goes higher and higher
Brothers, sisters, all

We are dancing Sarah’s circle
We are dancing Sarah’s circle
We are dancing Sarah’s circle
Sisters, brothers, all

Every round a generation
Every round a generation
Every round a generation
Sisters, brothers, all

We are climbing Jacob’s ladder
We are climbing Jacob’s ladder
We are climbing Jacob’s ladder
Brothers, sisters, all