 neath the silver moon ocean is glowing, O'er the calm billows soft winds are blowing. Here balmy zephyrs blow, pure joys invite us, And as we gently row all things delight us. Hark, how the sailor's cry joyously echoes nigh. Santa Lucia!  Europe: A Supplementary Geography - Page 206by James Franklin Chamberlain, Arthur Henry Chamberlain - 1912 - 258 pagesFull view - About this book
 | Michael Esterowitz - 1986 - 170 pages
...the silver moon Ocean ls glowing, O'er the caim billow Soft winds are blowing. 2. Here baimy breezes blow. Pure joys invite us, And as we gently row. All...cry Joyously echoes nigh; Santa Lucia' Santa Lucia! Home of fair poesy . Realm of pure harmony, Santa Lucia' Santa Lucia! Scarborough Fair Moderately Dm... | |
 | Richard J. Ward - 2007 - 217 pages
...moderately good voices and tone control. Just mentioning the song brings the lilt of its chorus to mind: "Hark, how the sailor's cry, joyously echoes nigh: Santa Lucia! Santa Lucia!" And believe me the guys really took it up a notch when they hit those last, "Santa Lucias!" Forty-Jive... | |
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