Вступление:
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Call her moonchild
Dancing in the shallows
Of a river
Lovely moonchild
Dreaming in the shadow
Of the willow.
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Talking to the trees of the
Cobweb strange
Sleeping on the steps of a fountain
Waving silver wands to the
Night-birds song
Waiting for the sun on the mountain.
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Shes a moonchild
Gathering the flowers
In a garden.
Lovely moonchild
Drifting on the echoes
Of the hours.
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Sailing on the wind in a
Milk white gown
Dropping circle stones on a sun dial
Playing hide and seek with the
Ghosts of dawn
Waiting for a smile from a sun child.