Shall I tell you of the night It was long ago Late November and the snow Just about to fall
And the moon was big and bright Cold and sharp and clear And the air was biting
Softly, swiftly down the road - Never made a sound- Someone came from far away
As I looked into his eyes No reflections came And I gave him bedding
Oh my little rosary How I miss you so Never used you very well Now I never will.
I am farther from you now Than the two ends of Eternity Now I do his bidding.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.