Over on the hill There grows a flowerGrowing quicker still More perfect by the hourDeep within that flower Is a tiny chairAll a - fringed with gold The fairy queen sits there . .. It is in her breath That the wind does blowIt is in her heart As pure as winter snowIt is in her tears Crystal raindrops fallAnd within her years That she is in us all . .. Oh dark eyes Help me seeJust one look She is goneLook on me We are oneFading with the setting sun . .. As the willow bows To her majestyAll the forest flowers Love her mysteryWho would not admire Who could not adoreWho does not desire Who wishes to see more ? Oh dark eyes Help me seeJust one look She is goneLook on me We are oneFading with the setting sun . .. Fading with the setting sun . .... 미 등록 영상 입니다 . 무단 복사 및 배포 를 금지 합니다 . 댓글 0