I enjoyed to sing and play,
with m twin sister night and day.
my day was always filled,
by her twinkling eyes and pretty looks.
that night i dreamt,
my sister in difficulty.
her twinkling eyes and pretty looks,
soon faded away.
I opened my red sleepy eyes,
and tried to wake her.
but it was too late to act.
I was alone crying and weeping,
and she was sleeping forever in peace.
How I miss her twinkling eyes and pretty looks,
all throughout the day...
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