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When the rain sings
When the rain starts singing
The shadows come to watch
The leaves dancing in the wind,
The ships that sail
Across streams and little seas,
And visiting through the trees
Comes the whistling breeze.
All my little friends come
When the sky decides to hide
In a veil of dark and cold;
Into a world not far from mine.
The shadows come to watch
The leaves dancing in the wind,
The ships that sail
Across streams and little seas,
And visiting through the trees
Comes the whistling breeze.
All my little friends come
When the sky decides to hide
In a veil of dark and cold;
Into a world not far from mine.
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