Biografia:
Peter Skellern (born 14 March 1947 - Died 17/02/2017, Bury, Lancashire[1]) was an English singer-songwriter and pianist.
1 Career
2 Discography
2.1 Albums
2.2 Singles
3 Recordings of choral music
4 References
5 External links
Career
Skellern attended Derby Grammar School (now Derby High School) and studied piano at the Guildhall School of Music and Drama.[2] He later joined pop groups called 'Harlem' and 'March Hare'.[2] Skellern played the organ at St Michael's Church, Bolton during his early years.
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Outras músicas:
Quatro anos de trabalho duro!Neste mês de maio fizemos quatro anos no ar. Continuamos trabalhando na divulgação deste maravilhoso instrumento, obrigado por participar da nossa história!
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The sons of the Prophet are brave men and bold
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And quite unaccustomed to fear,
But the bravest by far in the ranks of the Shah,
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Was Abdul Abulbul Amir.
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Now the heroes were plenty and well known to fame
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In the troops that were led by the Czar,
And the bravest of these was a man by the name
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Of Ivan Skavinsky Skavar.
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One day this bold Russian had shouldered his gun
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And donned his most truculent sneer,
Downtown he did go where he trod on the toe
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Of Abdul Abulbul Amir.
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Young man, roared Abdul, has life grown so dull
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That you wish to end your career?
Vile infidel, know, you have trod on the toe
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Of Abdul Abulbul Amir.
[Verse 5]
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Said Ivan "My friend, your remarks in the end
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Will avail you of little, I fear
For you ne'er will survive to repeat them alive
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Mr Abdul Abulbul Amir".
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So take your last look at the sunshine and brook
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And send your regrets to the Czar
For by this I imply, you are going to die,
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Count Ivan Skavinsky Skavar.
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They fought all that night neath the pale yellow moon;
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The din, it was heard from afar,
And huge multitudes came, so great was the fame,
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Of Abdul and Ivan Skavar.
[Verse 8]
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The Sultan drove by in his red-breasted fly,
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Expecting the victor to cheer,
But he only drew nigh to hear the last sigh,
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Of Abdul Abulbul Amir.
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Czar Petrovich too, in his spectacles blue,
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Rode up in his new crested car
He arrived just in time to exchange a last line
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With Ivan Skavinsky Skavar.
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There's a tomb rises up where the Blue Danube rolls,
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And graved there in characters clear,
Are, "Stranger, when passing, oh pray for the soul
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Of Abdul Abulbul Amir."
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A Muscovite maiden her lone vigil keeps,
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'Neath the light of the cold polar star,
And the name that she murmurs so oft as she weeps,
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Is Ivan Skavinsky Skavar.
D
The sons of the Prophet are brave men and bold
A
And quite unaccustomed to fear,
But the bravest by far in the ranks of the Shah,
D
Was Abdul Abulbul Amir.
[Verse 2]
D
Now the heroes were plenty and well known to fame
A
In the troops that were led by the Czar,
And the bravest of these was a man by the name
D
Of Ivan Skavinsky Skavar.
[Verse 3]
D
One day this bold Russian had shouldered his gun
A
And donned his most truculent sneer,
Downtown he did go where he trod on the toe
D
Of Abdul Abulbul Amir.
[Verse 4]
D
Young man, roared Abdul, has life grown so dull
A
That you wish to end your career?
Vile infidel, know, you have trod on the toe
D
Of Abdul Abulbul Amir.
[Verse 5]
D
Said Ivan "My friend, your remarks in the end
A
Will avail you of little, I fear
For you ne'er will survive to repeat them alive
D
Mr Abdul Abulbul Amir".
[Verse 6]
D
So take your last look at the sunshine and brook
A
And send your regrets to the Czar
For by this I imply, you are going to die,
D
Count Ivan Skavinsky Skavar.
[Verse 7]
D
They fought all that night neath the pale yellow moon;
A
The din, it was heard from afar,
And huge multitudes came, so great was the fame,
D
Of Abdul and Ivan Skavar.
[Verse 8]
D
The Sultan drove by in his red-breasted fly,
A
Expecting the victor to cheer,
But he only drew nigh to hear the last sigh,
D
Of Abdul Abulbul Amir.
[Verse 9]
D
Czar Petrovich too, in his spectacles blue,
A
Rode up in his new crested car
He arrived just in time to exchange a last line
D
With Ivan Skavinsky Skavar.
[Verse 10]
D
There's a tomb rises up where the Blue Danube rolls,
A
And graved there in characters clear,
Are, "Stranger, when passing, oh pray for the soul
D
Of Abdul Abulbul Amir."
[Verse 11]
D
A Muscovite maiden her lone vigil keeps,
A
'Neath the light of the cold polar star,
And the name that she murmurs so oft as she weeps,
D
Is Ivan Skavinsky Skavar.
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