Tonya Matvienko - Tin Whistle | Текст песни

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• Tonya Matvienko
• Tin Whistle

Beyond the anteroom, behind the doors
There is a cradle with many bolsters
In this cradle lies a baby boy
In right hand he has a tin whistle toy
Sleepy head slept all alone
Right hand was under dormouse head
Right hand was under dormouse head
Do come my love,I'll stay along
Tin whistle plays so that the heart breaks
Who does my love go to bed with