The Knife - Annie's Box | Текст песни

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We have lost the joy of the household,
and the solace of our old age
she must have known how we loved her
oh that she could now know how deeply
how tenderly we do still
and shall ever love her dear joyous face
pure and transparent
her eyes sparkled brightly
she often smiled
often threw her head a little backwards

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