jueves, 14 de junio de 2012

“Deep in the meadow, under the willow.. A bed of grass, a soft green pillow. 
Lay down your head, and close your eyes. And when they open, the sun will rise

Deep in the meadow, hidden far away, a cloak of leaves a moonbeam ray. 
Forget your woes, and let your troubles lay
And when again it's morning, they'll wash away

Here it's safe, and here it's warm, and here the daises guard you from every harm. And here your dreams are sweet, and tomorrow brings them true. Here is the Place where I love you".

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