James Newton Howard - There are Worse Games to Play | Deep in The Meadow | The Hunger Games Suite | Текст песни

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Deep in the meadow
Under the willow
A bed of grass
A soft green pillow
Lay down your head
And close your eyes
And when they open
The sun will rise
Here it's safe
Here it's warm
Here the daisies gaurd you
From every harm
Here are your dreams a sweet
And tomorrow brings them true
Here is the place
Where I love you


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