Down yonder green valley, where streamlets meander,
when twilight is fading I pensively rove.
Or at the bright noontide in solitude wander,
amid the dark shades of the lonely ash grove;
'Twas there, while the blackbird was cheerfully singing,
I first met that dear one, the joy of my heart!
Around us, for gladness, the bluebells were ringing.
Ah! Then little thought I how soon we should part.
Of kies een abonnement:
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Agenda werkplaats
27 september 2026
Zingen
Koor op school
11 oktober 2026
Instrumentaal
Ukelele spelen
25 oktober 2026
Zingen
Koordag
29 oktober 2026
Instrumentaal
Bamboefluit bouwen
1 november 2026
Dans & beweging
Bewegend zingen met kleuters
8 november 2026
Zingen
Zingen met je klas
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Still glows the bright sunshine o'er valley and mountain,
still warbles the blackbird its note from the tree;
still trembles the moonbeam on streamlet and fountain,
but what are the beauties of nature to me?
With sorrow, deep sorrow, my bosom is laden,
all day I go mourning in search of my love.
Ye echoes, oh, tell me, where is the sweet maiden?
"She sleeps, 'neath the green turf down by the ash grove."
still warbles the blackbird its note from the tree;
still trembles the moonbeam on streamlet and fountain,
but what are the beauties of nature to me?
With sorrow, deep sorrow, my bosom is laden,
all day I go mourning in search of my love.
Ye echoes, oh, tell me, where is the sweet maiden?
"She sleeps, 'neath the green turf down by the ash grove."