Ars Judaica
Toda!There's an attic where children are playingWhere I've got to lie down with you soonIn a dream of hungarian lanternsIn the mist of some sweet afternoonAnd I'll see what you've chained to your sorrowAll your sheep and your lilies of snow
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Toda!
There's an attic where children are playing
Where I've got to lie down with you soon
In a dream of hungarian lanterns
In the mist of some sweet afternoon
And I'll see what you've chained to your sorrow
All your sheep and your lilies of snow
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