Lorelei


Silver scrapes across the sky,in the summer night we see,standing there as time goes by,my Lorelei and me.
Lorelei,Oh, Lorelei, enchantress of my dreams,standing there as time goes by,my Lorelei and me.
The moon that bathes the starlit sky,the mourning dove that sings,the chimes that play as wind blows by,is my Lorelei and me.
Lorelei,Oh, Lorelei,enchantress of my dreams, standing there as time goes by,my Lorelei and me.
Through summer breeze and autumn leaves,across every golden stream,hand in hand as time goes by, my Lorelei and me.

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