Saint God - Stopping by Woods | Текст песни

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• Stopping by Woods

Stopping, woods, snowy, evening

Whose woods these are I think I know.
His house is in the village though;
He will not see me stopping here
To watch his woods fill up with snow.

My little horse must think it queer
To stop without a farmhouse near
Between the woods and frozen lake
The darkest evening of the year

Come dream with me
Fill up with snow
Fill up with snow
Fill up with snow

He gives his harness bells a shake
To ask if there is some mistake
The only other sounds the sweep of sleepy wind and downy flake

The woods are lovely dark and deep but I have promises to keep
And miles to go before I sleep
And miles to go before I sleep

Come dream with me
Fill up with snow
Fill up with snow
Fill up with snow

Stopping by woods on a snowy evening, stopping by woods on a snowy evening...

Fill up with snow.

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