Like flower in the breeze of spring
or like a sweet dropp of rain in winter
She walks in tiny steps here and there
and her voice becomes like a whisper
A baby so mature amid the world of adults
and my sweet name is announced, Dreidre
Play the music box again and again
forget this world and what it carries
The world just lies in this little face
and what is the world and its agonies
Celebrate and sing, love andwink
forget the life that is and its macabre
Long, along the path of truth do walk
and beside the innocence of the soul
Give the smile even though with pain
and cry for happiness when it's over all
But where is my speech and where am I
and where to find me beloved, Dreidre
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sorrow and a feel of kiss and knell of Long, along the path of truth do walk and beside the innocence of the soul Give the smile even though with pain and cry for happiness when it's over all But where is my speech and where am I