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My Dad used to sing me lullabies when I couldn't sleep. |
| Note ▶︎" ▶︎ sing to me Daddy please hymns praising our Lord Krishna as he dances or makes butter and cheese cows grazing milk maids in love stealing glances. My father, sing to me country songs of longing and of wistfulness of home and family 'she belongs' where every elder seeks to bless there's comfort in your voice my eyes close my cares melt in your melody my heart can now rejoice solace grows your tunes are the best remedy. |