The Wanderwhales - Don't be afraid | Текст песни

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• The Wanderwhales
• Don't be afraid

Don't be afraid, my dear.
Your time will come,
The nestling scents his wind to fly
The balance wheel is swining

The rose will never die until it bloom
And fiddler plays the last string.
The decent words to hear will sound
And all the blessings.

Don't be afraid my dear.
The bell will chime
And thus your feet will know the place to go
The nightingale will be singing

The rose will never die until it bloom
And fiddler plays the last string.
The decent words to hear will sound
And all the blessings.


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