Cosy Sheridan - Lord Blow The Moon Out Тексты

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Bed is too small for my tiredness

Give me a hillside with trees

Tuck a cloud up under my head

Lord blow the moon out please

Sing me to sleep in a cradle of dreams

A lullaby of ease

Tuck a cloud up under my head

Lord blow the moon out please
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