Paroles de Crying, My Little One
Natalie Merchant
Are you crying, my little one
Footsore and weary
I must tramp on through the winter night dreary
Fall asleep, pretty baby, warm on my shoulder
While the snow falls upon me colder and colder
You are my dearest one, I have not another
Sleep warm and soft in the arms of your mother,
Sleep soft, my darling, my trouble and treasure
Dream of pretty things, dream of your pleasure
InterprèteNatalie Merchant
LabelWMI
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