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When shadows fall, and trees whisper «day is ending»
My thoughts are ever winding home
When cricket call, my heart is forever yearning
Once more to be returning home
When the hill conceal the setting sun
Stars begin to peeping, one by one
Night cover all and though fortune may forsake me
Sweet dreams will never take me home
When shadows fall, and trees whisper «day is ending»
My thoughts are ever winding home
When cricket call, my heart is forever yearning
Once more to be returning home
When the hill conceal the setting sun
Stars begin to peeping, one by one
Night cover all and though fortune may forsake me
Sweet dreams will never take me home
Sweet dreams will never take me home