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Starry Night
<Starry Night>
Trinkle, trinkle little stars
How many there are in the sky!
Let the children try to count!
I remember this starry night.
Trinkle, trinkle little stars,
Seven children we sit on a bench.
Our little fingers point and count.
Sit close friendly and talk.
Trinkle trinkle little stars,
Talk about cowboy and a weaver stars.
They're lovely meeting once a year.
On many birds built bridge sing with quitar.
Trinkle, trinkle little stars,
At a quiet night only with stars.
Seven children we sit on a bench.
Our little fingers point and count.
Trinkle, trinkle little stars,
Oh honey, For your Love,
Mother can tell you different stars;
Your lover can swear towards the stars.
Trinkle, trinkle little stars,
Mom or beloved may talk with you.
Tell how many different stars,
For an ever love your honey can swear.
Trinkle, trinkle little stars,
How great you are helping love?
2009-07-05 22:26:14 |
William Zhou周道模 ?2009-08-01 17:53:00?? | |
A beautiful song!
They're lovely meeting once a year?
= They meet lovely once a year. ? |
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