The ABC Song - The Little Children's Choir & The Broadway Chamber Orchestra

Do you know how words are made? Every letter has a name We can learn a few today Here we go, hip, hip, hooray A-B-C-D-E-F-G Come on, try it, sing with me A-B-C-D-E-F-G H-I-J-K, L-M-N-O-P Q-R-S, T-U-V W-X-Y and Z Those are all our A-B-C's Next time won't you sing with me? We can learn a little more Let's go alphabet explore A, for apple B, for bat C for a caterpillar D is for your dad E for everybody Is G for great Let's do H together, ready Hip, hip, hooray I, imagination J for Jupiter K for kind and L for love and M for my mother N, for now we're nearing O, the open end P is pretty cool, and Q is quarantine, my friends R, for rock and roll S, a sold-out show T it's time U underline anything you don't know V, I'm very happy W that we were able to get all the way to X and Y and Z Now we know our A-B-C's, and all I wanna do Is start from the beginning and hear you sing them, too A-A-A-A A-B-C-D-E-F-G H-I-J-K, L-M-N-O-P Q-R-S, T-U-V W-X-Y and Z Those are all our A-B-C's Next time won't you sing with me?

From a scintillating star He will signal me to come, By a light of eternity When he calls me I will go. To ask him for that child That I lost with his death, That with Nonino he went... When he tells me come here... I'll be reborn ... because... I am...! the root of the country That modeled with its clay, I am...! blood and skin, Of that Italian who gave me his seed... Good-bye Nonino... how long the road Will be without you Pain, sadness, the table and the bread...! And my good-bye... Ay...! my good-bye, To your love, your tobacco, your wine. Who, without pity, took half of me, When taking you Nonino...? Perhaps one day, I also looking back... Will say as you, good-bye... no more bets...! And today my old Nonino is a part of nature. He is the light, the wind, and the river... This torrent within me replaces him, Extending in me his challenge. I perpetuate myself in his blood, I know. And anticipate in my voice, his own echo. This voice that once sounded hollow to me When I said good-bye... Good-bye Nonino. I am...! the root of the country That modeled with its clay, I am...! blood and skin, Of that Italian who gave me his seed... Good-bye Nonino... you left your sun in my destiny. Your fearless ardor, your creed of love. And that eagerness... Ah.! your eagerness, For seeding the road with hope. I am your honeycomb and this drop of sunlight That today cries for you Nonino Perhaps the day when my string is cut I will see you and I will know there is no end.