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When the night drops its cloak
sings my voice mild and mellow,
comes to me from our folk,
an offhand cradle song.
When the day must depart,
is the night your playfellow,
like a dog is my heart
and with you runs along
When the stars in the sky
set their shrine in your cradle,
wordless dreams may fly high
with my green lullaby
Your fair face fills my mind
and removes pain and sorrow,
the distress rests behind
standing you by my side.
Enjoy your sweetest dreams,
don't be afraid of tomorrow,
in the night, your smile gleams
and its shines, my way, guide.
When the stars in the sky
set their shrine in your cradle,
wordless dreams may fly high
with my green lullaby

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