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Los sueños se pueden cumplir, en un pueblo olvidado y no muy conocido nace un grande, que hace historia en el futbol, demostrando que se puede lograr lo impensable, con tu sueño grande y luchando firme ante la adversidad, nuestro gran arquero Pedro Higa el amigo, toda una inspiración y la admiración de muchos, lo difícil lo superaste por tu deseo de ser campeón, demostraste que con esfuerzo y sacrificio los sueños se pueden cumplir, sin miedo y mucha garra enfrentaste a los grandes por tu familia, el deseo de ser campeón y Triunfar. Aquí está el grande Pedro Higa imbatible en el arco con la seguridad que lo caracteriza. Anticipándote a la acción y la intención tu intuición no te puede fallar, esas voladas inesperadas e impensables solo con vos las pudimos ver. ¡Los equipos en tus manos seguro están, con tu humildad has conquistado los corazones de la hinchada!! ¡Tu pueblo y todo un País siempre con vos, ¡Pedro Higa mi amigo siempre en los Corazones de todo un País, el equipo en tus manos seguro esta, con esas atajadas nos hiciste volver a creer a tener Fe y Esperanza, Pedro el Amigo del Pueblo con esa humildad que te Caracteriza!!! ¡Aquí está el grande Pedro Higa imbatible en el arco con la seguridad que lo caracteriza, El equipo en tus manos seguro están, con tu humildad has conquistado los corazones de la hinchada!!

Intro (Chant): BooM BooM - BoomM BooM! (x4) Di floor ah shake—yuh waist ah quake! Verse 1 (Jamaican Patois): Gal yuh body hot like di sun pon di sand… BooM BooM pon di riddim, mi nah hold no hand! *Wine it down, drop it low—tek it to di flo’… BooM BooM BooM BooM! Mi cyaan see yuh slow! Gold chain a flash, mi cash a splash… BooM BooM inna di air—every gyal a gasp! No time fi fakery, just vibesy… BooM BooM BooM BooM! Di DJ nah pause it! Pre-Chorus (Call & Response): Who want di BooM BooM?(BooM BooM BooM BooM!) Who waan di BooM BooM?(BooM BooM BooM BooM!) Di gyal dem ah scream—di bass ah tear up di system! Chorus : BooM BooM BooM BooM pon di beat! (x2) Wine till yuh weak, BooM BooM till yuh heat! BooM BooM BooM BooM, BooM BooM pon di street! Di riddim nah sleep—BooM BooM till yuh bleach! Verse 2 (Fast & Rhyme-Driven): BooM BooM gallang—gyal yuh nuh regular… BooM BooM pressure—mi nah beg yuh fi measure! Dutty whine, clean waist—dat’s di treasure… BooM BooM BooM BooM! Mi cyaan count di pleasure! Skin tight, daylight—yuh a di spotlight… BooM BooM flex up—di club nah lock tonight! Chorus (Reprise): BooM BooM BooM BooM, BooM BooM pon di beat! (x2) Wine till yuh weak, BooM BooM till yuh heat! BooM BooM BooM BooM, BooM BooM pon di street! Di riddim nah sleep—BooM BooM till yuh bleach! Bridge (Riddim Break): BooM BooM BooM BooM! (x8) *Forward, back—gyal attack! Outro (Ad-Libs & Crowd Chant): BooM BooM BooM BooM! (Repeat till fade) Di floor ah mash up… BooM BooM nah chat!

Intro (Chant): (Riddim drops) BUMBUM-BUMBUM! (x4) Di floor ah shake—yuh waist ah quake! Verse 1 (Jamaican Patois): Gal yuh body hot like di sun pon di sand… BUMBUM pon di riddim, mi nah hold no hand! *Wine it down, drop it low—tek it to di flo’… BUMBUM-BUMBUM! Mi cyaan see yuh slow! Gold chain a flash, mi cash a splash… BUMBUM inna di air—every gyal a gasp! No time fi fakery, just vibesy… BUMBUM-BUMBUM! Di DJ nah pause it! Pre-Chorus (Call & Response): Who want di BUMBUM?(BUMBUM-BUMBUM!) Who waan di BUMBUM?(BUMBUM-BUMBUM!) Di gyal dem ah scream—di bass ah tear up di system! Chorus (80% BUMBUM): BUMBUM-BUMBUM, BUMBUM pon di beat! (x2) Wine till yuh weak, BUMBUM till yuh heat! BUMBUM-BUMBUM, BUMBUM pon di street! Di riddim nah sleep—BUMBUM till yuh bleach! Verse 2 (Fast & Rhyme-Driven): BUMBUM gallang—gyal yuh nuh regular… BUMBUM pressure—mi nah beg yuh fi measure! Dutty whine, clean waist—dat’s di treasure… BUMBUM-BUMBUM! Mi cyaan count di pleasure! Skin tight, daylight—yuh a di spotlight… BUMBUM flex up—di club nah lock tonight! Chorus (Reprise): BUMBUM-BUMBUM, BUMBUM pon di beat! (x2) Wine till yuh weak, BUMBUM till yuh heat! BUMBUM-BUMBUM, BUMBUM pon di street! Di riddim nah sleep—BUMBUM till yuh bleach! Bridge (Riddim Break): (Dem bow stutters, bassline growls) BUMBUM-BUMBUM! (x8) *Forward, back—gyal attack! Outro (Ad-Libs & Crowd Chant): BUMBUM-BUMBUM! (Repeat till fade) Di floor ah mash up… BUMBUM nah chat!

[Verse] Dial the number, hear the tone, A cheerful voice says, "Hold the phone." Please press 1 for English now, But it ain't quite English anyhow. [Chorus] Oh, lost in translation, I can barely relate, Asking 'bout my bill, but it's a twist of fate. Every time I press that one, it’s a mystery ride, English is there, but it’s tongue-tied. [Verse 2] "Can I help you?" comes the sound, But their meaning twists and turns around. "What did you say? Can you repeat?" Feels like I’m typing with my feet. [Chorus] Oh, lost in translation, I can barely relate, Asking 'bout my bill, but it’s a twist of fate. Every time I press that one, it’s a mystery ride, English is there, but it’s tongue-tied. [Bridge] I hold the phone, try to stay polite, But we’re worlds apart on what's black and white. They read the script, I read the room, This call won't end anytime soon. [Verse 3] Back to the menu, try again, Press the buttons, count to ten. But no matter what, it's all the same, Lost in the loops of this language game.

[Verse] TheBakedDonut20's sittin' in his chair, Streaming games and breathin' country air. But every now and then, he lets one slip, A little toot, makes the chat lose its grip. [Verse 2] Ellsonearth's on the same old stream, Tryin' to focus, livin' the dream. But every time Donut makes that sound, Ells groans loud as her patience unwinds. [Chorus] Oh Donut, Donut, please behave, Your gaseous gifts ain't what we crave. Ells' face turns red as she spitefully types, "Mute your mic before you ruin my night!" [Verse 3] Donut laughs, "It's the beans I ate," Blaming chili for this gaseous fate. Ells says, "Man, you're lucky I'm kind, Or I'd boot ya right outta this virtual line." [Verse 4] The viewers pile in, they're here for the show, Both Donut’s jokes and the seeds he sows. “Ells don’t leave!” they holler and cheer, While Donut burps loud just to fuel her sneer. [Chorus] Oh Donut, Donut, please behave, Your gaseous gifts ain't what we crave. Ells' face turns red as she spitefully types, "Mute your mic before you ruin my night!"

Back in the day, we ran so wild, Young and reckless, hearts like fire. Late-night walks in hometown streets, Never thought time would move this fast on me. But here we stand, a little gray, Laugh lines show the price we paid. Through every turn, through every sin, Still got your back, still got that grin. Now we’re brothers in our 40s, still standing tall, We’ve seen some wins, we’ve had some falls. Life keeps changing, but one thing’s true, No matter what, I’ve got you. Built our lives, got scars to show, Lessons learned, still room to grow. Kids and work, responsibilities stack high, But some things money just can’t buy. Through the years, through thick and thin, We’ve lost some, but we still stand. No road too long, no dream too late, Still got time to celebrate. Now we’re brothers in our 40s, still standing tall, We’ve seen some wins, we’ve had some falls. Life keeps changing, but one thing’s true, No matter what, I’ve got you. (Love my brother) You are better at golf ya better boast. Just like folks knowledge to make bread toast. Here’s to the days still yet to come, Ain’t slowing down, we’re not done. (no need for booze to have fun) Brothers in our 40s, the story goes on, Still laughing, still strong. Through every high, through every low, Side by side, we’ll always go. (happy birthday to my bro) 44 is the new 23. Love ya brother forever. Forever more. Until I'm unable to. Happy 44 My bro is getting older Houston aint getting colder. Happy birthday Miho (Forty Four) Halfway to sanity. 88 Miles Per Hour To the past, to the future, to now.

Back in the day, we ran so wild, Young and reckless, hearts like fire. Late-night walks in hometown streets, Never thought time would move this fast on me. But here we stand, a little gray, Laugh lines show the price we paid. Through every turn, through every sin, Still got your back, still got that grin. Now we’re brothers in our 40s, still standing tall, We’ve seen some wins, we’ve had some falls. Life keeps changing, but one thing’s true, No matter what, I’ve got you. Built our lives, got scars to show, Lessons learned, still room to grow. Kids and work, responsibilities stack high, But some things money just can’t buy. Through the years, through thick and thin, We’ve lost some, but we still stand. No road too long, no dream too late, Still got time to celebrate. Now we’re brothers in our 40s, still standing tall, We’ve seen some wins, we’ve had some falls. Life keeps changing, but one thing’s true, No matter what, I’ve got you. (Love my brother) Tetotalers cannot raise a toast, To all the times we love the most. Here’s to the days still yet to come, Ain’t slowing down, we’re not done. (no need for booze to have fun) Brothers in our 40s, the story goes on, Still laughing, still strong. Through every high, through every low, Side by side, we’ll always go. (happy birthday to my bro) Move 43 should be on your playlist.

lyrics title: Love at First Bite lyrics content: [Verse] [Humorous][World music] In a cozy little corner, where the noodles twirl, I saw you reaching for dim sum, oh my perfect girl, Your eyes lit up like fortune cookies in the night, Sipping on that sweet tea, it felt so right. [Chorus] [Humorous][World music] Oh Chinese food, you stole my heart away, With each delicious bite, I love you more each day, From spicy Szechuan to sweet and sour bliss, In this love for Chinese food, we can’t resist. [Verse] [Humorous][World music] We share spring rolls under the shimmering lights, Laughing "bout the flavors, our appetites ignite, Chopsticks dancing, as we savor every taste, With you by my side, there’s never any waste. [Chorus] [Humorous][World music] Oh Chinese food, you stole my heart away, With each delicious bite, I love you more each day, From spicy Szechuan to sweet and sour bliss, In this love for Chinese food, we can’t resist.

[Verse] يا ليل كأنك تخفي أسراري تكتبها في ظلامك دون إنذاري دمعة تهرب مني وسط نهاري تذوب في الريح تاخذ اختياري [Verse 2] قلبي يحكي حكاية لا تنتهي أغنية حزينة سرها مختفي بين أوتار الكمان تتسلم هي تذوب الأحزان كل ما تجري [Chorus] دمعة حايرة مالها عنوان تسأل العالم من في إنسان تشعل النور بظلمات الأكوان وتزور القلوب بدون استئذان [Bridge] كل نغمة تضرب كأنها تنادي تنقش أحلامي وسط البوادي روح تسبح في ضوء الهوادي وتكتب للزمن قصص الماضي [Verse 3] يا ليلي خذ مني صوتي الأليم ودّيه لرياح تطفوه كالحطيم شمس الحقيقة تبكي الحميم تلفظ سرها كالنجم القديم [Chorus] دمعة حايرة مالها عنوان تسأل العالم من في إنسان تشعل النور بظلمات الأكوان وتزور القلوب بدون استئذان

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[Verse] Sand in my toes sun kissing my face The ocean’s melody a slow embrace The breeze brings whispers of a sweet delight Papaya in hand life feels just right [Chorus] Oh papaya paradise where I belong Under the palm trees where the heart sings strong Juicy fruit of the tropics colors so bright Every bite tastes like pure sunlight [Verse 2] Shells in the sand treasures from the sea Laughing with the waves they’re in harmony Salt in the air flavors the day Papaya drips golden in the sunlight’s rays [Bridge] The world slows down clocks have no place Just me and papaya in this peaceful space Time’s got no chains when life feels this grand Beach and fruit are all I need in my hands [Chorus] Oh papaya paradise where I belong Under the palm trees where the heart sings strong Juicy fruit of the tropics colors so bright Every bite tastes like pure sunlight [Verse 3] Dreaming on the shore birds above glide free One with the moment it’s just the sea and me Papaya’s sweetness lingers in my soul The beach and its treasures make me whole

Daniel, ja det' mig, elektriker her på stedet, Jeg ved, hvordan det skal gøres, ingen grund til at lede. Selvom kablerne driller, og lyset det vil blinke, Så har jeg en mening om det, det' den, I ska' tænke." (Korets gentagelse) "Diskussion, ja det' min sport, stædig, det' mit navn, Arbejdslyst? Tja, det' et spørgsmål, lidt af et savn. Men når strømmen ska' flyde, og maskinerne de spin'r, Så får jeg det ordnet, mens jeg kaffepausen vinder." (Afsluttende linje) "Så hvis du har brug for strøm, eller en god debat, Ring til Daniel, elektriker'n, han' altid parat." (Musik fades ud med et lille, humoristisk stød)