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Sleep, dear Dove
O my Dove
Feel at the window
There are dreaming flowers
O dear daughter of the moon
I do not walk the truth, I live you so
Nor when she is her lover
So kind, good
Dreaming of the moon

Sleep, dear Dove
O my Dove
Feel at the window
There are dreaming flowers
O dear daughter of the moon
I do not walk the truth, I live you so
Nor when she is her lover
So kind, good
Dreaming of the moon

So kind, good
Dreaming of the moon