Translation: Donovan. The Lullaby Of Spring.
Translation: Donovan Leitch. The Lullaby Of Spring.
you could sing to me one more time before you left me behind i swear it'd make my life if you could sing me to sleep tonight it would be the sweetest lullaby
the studio consumed with my next rhyme What kind of lyric can I drop to make you think twice About the trials that you're gonna face in this life I can lullaby
in my studio consumed with my next rhyme What kind of lyric can I drop to make you think twice About the trials that you're gonna face in this life I can lullaby
beside you Guardian angels are near, so sleep without fear Lullaby, and good night, with roses bedight Lilies o'er head, lay thee down in thy bed Lullaby
comes as a silent guest And of all its gifts I like stillness best Except for tin roof rains that commence with spring It's a lullaby when that tin roof
'm goin out of my head lost in a fairy tale you hold my hand and be my guide Life is filled with stars from other skies and i hope it rains ur the perfect lullaby
to love There's something in her way that tells me she's the one This love won't change throughout the seasons She's more than words can say A lullaby
As I walked down by the riverside One evening in the spring Heard a long gone song from days gone by Blown in on the great north wind Though there is
s build Every tenderfoot cadet better they be slit-throat percentages chicken penmanship tied the thirteenth knot (Hangman) I arrange panoramic of a plastic catalogue and where wild dogs sing tailor-made lullabies
[Music: Patrick] From the day my eyes first open Voices inside started speaking Lullabies like faded memories of an Eden in eternal spring Where at will
tender night night of spring waving veils of blue at the window nada listens quiet silence of night caught you are where is no light youth is slipping
bed, an ancient lullaby A kiss good night from one whose love is true That's the kind of day I wish for you A field of flowers dancing in the spring
Sweet and a lullaby And it's O! so sweet Sweet and a lullaby No silk has ever spun so fine As the hair of baby mine My baby smells more sweet to me smells of spring
Kjetil N] When tomorrow comes All your worrries fly Hear the lullaby All will be soft and warm You will be safe and strong Hear the lullaby Can
