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Far is the moon
Shining down in her
you tripping on the stars
Making mobiles out of
That you found lying on the
Hark the birds are singing we've been lost and

Far is the sun
Winter you will
With your white hands
Making crafts out of
you weeping in the snow
Hark the bells are ringing, I let you go

And with the trees we sway
The sky and geese, we to stay this way
Found you weeping in the
are ringing, I won't let you go