Sep 2014
O child,
catch the butterfly
that dances over the jolly grains!
o child,
hold the breeze
that gently plays through them!
O child,
I fain would hail them,
they are my guests, my friends!
catch the butterfly
that dances over the jolly grains!
o child,
hold the breeze
that gently plays through them!
O child,
I fain would hail them,
they are my guests, my friends!
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