This day will just pass
Seventy miles around me
Ravens are flying high
Little babe, don’t you know that
Everything is ok
Telephone waves are frozen
Cigarettes fires are closer
Hermitage doors are also out.
Little bade, sky is open.
Higher ships going far
Skipper of sky is smoking
Special poplar pipe.
Nothing to fear as John said,
Nothing to hide as I said,
Nobody knows where you can fly
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