Sara Teasdale - Twilight

Sara Teasdale - Twilight

Dreamily over the roofs br The cold spring rain is falling; br Out in the lonely tree br A bird is calling, calling. br br Slowly over the earth br The wings of night are falling; br My heart like the bird in the tree br Is calling, calling, calling.


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Uploaded: 2014-11-07

Duration: 00:30