Song example sentences

Only an hour ago the trees were ringing with birdsong.(in a singsong) O Great and Mighty Think-Tank, Ruler of Mars and her two moons, most powerful and intelligent creature in the whole universe — (out of breath) what-are-your-orders? That's better, Noodle.The kathaks were originally a caste of story-tellers in temples of north India, who embellished their performances with gestures and songs.Film songs blare out from the radios, car horns sound, bicycle bells ring, stray cows low questioningly at motorcycles, vendors shout out their wares.I felt that he too would be singing the same song at the same time long lost brothers of Indian films discover each other by singing the same song in the first reel and in the final reel of the film.Most of them imposed censorship laws to control what was said in newspapers, books, plays and songs and reflected the ideas of liberty and freedom associated with the French Revolution.The novel describes the community life of the Mallas in great detail, their Holi and Kali Puja festivals, boat races, bhatiali songs, their relationships of friendship and animosity with the peasants and the oppression of the upper castes.The foundation of all movements for justice and the inspiration for all the poetry and songs on equality is the recognition that all people are equal.Her songs also openly challenged the norms of the “upper” castes and became popular with the masses in Rajasthan and Gujarat.When the government prevents either a news item, or scenes from a movie, or the lyrics of a song from being shared with the larger public, this is referred to as censorship.And he sat on September's shoulder and ate out of her hand and sang her the beautiful songs he had learned while he was flying up and down the fair places of the world.The poetry of earth is ceasing never: On a lone winter evening when the frost Has wrought a silence, from the stone there shrills The cricket s song, in warmth increasing ever, And seems to one in drowsiness half lost; The grasshopper s among some grassy hills.” The bird wouldn't sing a song and he wouldn't eat a thing.From the thirteenth to the seventeenth centuries Maharashtra saw a great number of saint-poets, whose songs in simple Marathi continue to inspire people.Wherever she went, the tall grass rose to embrace her, the flowers bloomed to amuse her and the wind sang an endless song of welcome.