Every little breeze a sign
Of love undying
Said goodbye
Every little bird a resting
Feather nesting
Inside my eye
The rose is sleeping
And flowers
Are creeping
In the dove is closing
Her rosy, rosy
Fire in the sun
My mother's smile to greet me
And always meet me
Yes, I'm lucky
I seem to sigh
In heaven
Night is falling
And stars are smiling
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