歌詞: 1) I wish I was in the land of cotton, Old times there are not forgotten, Look away! Look away! Look away! Dixie Land. In Dixie Land where I was born in, Early on one frosty mornin' Look away! Look away! Look away! Dixie Land.
Then I wish I was in Dixie Hooray! Hooray! In Dixie Land, I'll take my stand To live and die In Dixie; Away, Away, Away down south in Dixie, Away, Away, Away, down south in Dixie. 2) Old Missus marry Will "de weaber," Willium was a gay deceiver, Look away! Look away! Look away! Dixie Land. But when he put his arm around her, He smil'd as fierce as a forty pounder Look away! Look away! Look away! Dixie Land.
Then I wish I was in Dixie Hooray! Hooray! In Dixie Land, I'll take my stand To live and die In Dixie; Away, Away, Away down south in Dixie, Away, Away, Away, down south in Dixie. 3) His face was sharp as a butcher's cleaver, But dad did not seem to grieve her Look away! Look away! Look away! Dixie Land. Old Missus acted the foolich part, And died for a man that broke her heart Look away! Look away! Look away! Dixie Land.
Then I wish I was in Dixie Hooray! Hooray! In Dixie Land, I'll take my stand To live and die In Dixie; Away, Away, Away down south in Dixie, Away, Away, Away, down south in Dixie.
フランツ・シューベルト(Franz Peter Schubert)作曲「楽に寄す(An Die Musik)」
歌詞: 1) Du holde Kunst, in wieviel grauen Stunden, wo mich des Lebens wilder Kreis umstrickt, hast du mein Herz zu warmer Lieb' entzunden, hast mich in eine bess're Welt entruckt. in eine bess're Welt entruckt. 2) Oft hat ein Seufzer, deiner Harf' entflossen, ein susser heiliger Akkord von dir, den Himmel bess'rer Zeiten mir erschlossen, du holde Kunst, ich danke dir dafur, du holde Kunst, ich danke dir!
フォスター(Stephen Collins Foster)作詞・作曲「金髪のジェニー(Jeanie with the light brown hair )」
歌詞: 1) I dream of Jeanie with the light brown hair, Borne, like a vapor, on the summer air; I see her tripping where the bright streams play, Happy as the daisies that dance on her way. Many were the wild notes her merry voice would pour, Many were the blithe birds that warbled them o'er: Oh! I dream of Jeanie with the light brown hair, Floating like a vapor, on the soft summer air. 2) I long for Jeanie with the day dawn smile, Radiant in gladness, warm with winning guile; I hear her melodies, like joys gone by, Sighing 'round my heart o’er the fond hopes that die: Sighing like the night wind and sobbing like the rain, Wailing for the lost one that comes not again; Oh! I long for Jeanie, and my heart bows low, Never more to find her where the bright waters flow. 3) I sigh for Jeanie, but her light form strayed Far from the fond hearts 'round her native glade; Her smiles have vanished and her sweet songs flown, Flitting like the dreams that have cheered us and gone. Now the nodding wild flow'rs may wither on the shore While her gentle fingers will cull them no more: Oh! I sigh for Jeanie with the light brown hair, Floating, like a vapor, on the soft summer air.