marți, 2 iunie 2009

Fiddler on the green...o balada zilnica


Wasn't there a dream, last night
Like a spring never ending
Still the water runs clear
through my mind
On the field I can see a fiddler
The fiddler on the green
And a sad boy
I took him too early
Would you mind
Would you mind
Would you mind
If I take you

To be with you
To be with you
To be with you
To be with you

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