I looked over Jordan and what did I see, Coming for to carry me home. A band of angels coming after me, Coming for to carry me home. CHORUS: Swing low, sweet chariot, Coming for to carry me home. Swing low, sweet chariot, Coming for to carry me home. If you get there before I do, Coming for to carry me home. Tell all my friends I'm a-coming too, Coming for to carry me home.V srdci sa mi ozve tichý tón Det var en som var villig Псалом 3 Alǵys Saǵan Ao am-pitan'ilay lohasaha izay Nevesta Не ожесточись ạ̉ftḥ qlbk llḥb Tak vzácny je a milý Krídla orlov
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