Paroles de Where There Are Trees
Where there are trees,I will walk there!
Oh what has been left,
I will rest
And in the hold--
which is thickest--
I'll bury my shoes,
I'll bury my dress.
And in the hold--
which is thickest--
I'll bury my shoes,
I'll bury my dress.
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