In this whole wide world there's no happier bloke

Chim chim-in-ey, chim chim-in-ey

Chim chim cher-ee!

A sweep is as lucky, as lucky can be

Chim chim-in-ey, chim chim-in-ey

Chim chim cher-oo!

Good luck will rub off when I shake hands with you

Chim chim-in-ey, chim chim-in-ey

Chim chim cher-ee!

A sweep is as lucky, as lucky can be

Chim chim-in-ey, chim chim-in-ey

Chim chim cher-oo!

Good luck will rub off when I shake hands with you.

“THE SOUND OF MUSIC”

The hills are alive with the sound of music

With songs they have sung for a thousand years.

The hills fill my heart with the sound of music,

My heart wants to sing every song it hears.

My heart wants to beat like the wings of the birds

that rise from the lake to the trees.

My heart wants to sigh like a chime that flies

from a church on a breeze,

To laugh like a brook when it trips and falls over

stones on its way,

To sing through the night like a lark who is learning to pray.

I go to the hills when my heart is lonely

I know I will hear what I've heard before

My heart will be blessed with the sound of music

And I'll sing once more.

***

Do (doe), a deer, a female deer,

Re (ray), a drop of golden sun,

Mi (me), a name I call myself,

Fa (far), a long, long way to run,

So(sew), a needle pulling thread,

La, a note to follow “so”,

Ti(tea), I drink with jam and bread,

That will bring us back to “do”.

***

Raindrops on roses and whiskers on kittens,

Bright copper kettles and warm woolen mittens,

Brown paper packages tied up with strings -

These are a few of my favourite things

Cream coloured ponies and crisp apple strudels

Door bells and sleigh bells and schnitzel with noodles,

Wild geese that fly with the moon on their wings -

These are a few of my favourite things.

Girls in white dresses with blue satin sashes,

Snowflakes that stay on my nose and eyelashes,

Silver white winters that melt into springs

These are a few of my favourite things,

When the dog bites,

When the bee stings,

When I'm feeling sad,

I simply remember my favourite things

And then I don't feel so bad.

***

She climbs a tree and scrapes her knee,

Her dress has got a tear.

She waltzes on her way to mass

And whistles on the stair,

And underneath her wimple

She has curlers in her hair,

I even heard her singing in the abbey.

She's always late for chapel

But her penitence is real.

She's always late for everything,

Except for every meal.

I hate to have to say it,

But I very firmly feel

Maria's not an asset to the abbey.

I'd like to say a word in her behalf,

Maria makes me laugh.

How do you solve a problem like Maria?

How do you catch a cloud and pin it down?

How do you find a word that means Maria?

A flibbertijibbet! A will-o'-the wisp! A clown!

Many a thing you know you'd like to tell her,

Many a thing she ought to understand.

But how do you make her stay

And listen to all you say,

How do you keep a wave upon the sand.

Oh, how do you solve a problem like Maria?

How do you hold a moonbeam in your hand?

When I'm with her I'm confused,

Out of focus and bemused,

And I never know exactly where I am.

Unpredictable as weather,

She's as flighty as a feather.

She's a darling! She's a demon! She's a lamb!

She'd outpester any pest,

Drive a hornet from its nest,

She could throw a whirling dervish out of whirl.

She is gentle! She is wild!

She's a riddle! She's a child!

She's a headache! She's an angel!

She's a girl!

How do you solve a problem like Maria?

How do you catch a cloud and pin it down?

How do you find a word that means Maria?

A flibbertijibbet! A will-o'-the wisp! A clown!

Many a thing you know you'd like to tell her

Many a thing she ought to understand

But how do you make her stay

And listen to all you say

How do you keep a wave upon the sand.

Oh, how do you solve a problem like Maria?

How do you hold a moonbeam in your hand?

***

Climb every mountain,

Search high and low,

Follow every byway,

Every path you know.

Climb every mountain,

Ford every stream,

Follow every rainbow,

Till you find your dream.

A dream that will need

All the love you can give

Every day of your life

For as long as you live.

Climb every mountain,

Ford every stream,

Follow every rainbow,

Till you find your dream.

A dream that will need

All the love you can give

Every day of your life

For as long as you live.

Climb every mountain,

Ford every stream,

Follow every rainbow,

Till you find your dream.

TEXTS

Time

We can tell the time by a clock or a watch. A clock is big, it is usually on the wall or it stands on the table. A watch is small, we can put it in our pocket or wear it on our wrist with a leather strap ribbon or a watch band.

Watches and clocks have figures on their faces and two hands: a long hand, which points to the minutes, and a short hand which points to the hours.

Some clocks have three hands: a long hand, a short hand and a very short one to point to the seconds. If a clock or a watch tells the right time we say that the watch is right. If a watch gains we say that the watch is fast and if it loses we say that it is slow.

You must not forget to wind up your watch regularly. If you don’t do this it may stop. We usually set our watches by the radio time signal or by the Kremlin clock which we can hear over the radio at midnight. In England it is Big Ben, the clock on the Houses of Parliament in London.

Time is not the same all over the world. In Russia there is Moscow Time and local time. When it is night in Moscow it is early morning in the Far East. England no longer goes by GMT (Greenwich Mean Time) which is three hours behind Moscow Time. England is now in line with some other European countries which go by Central European Time, and this is two hours behind Moscow Time.