Ann Taylor (Энн Тейлор)

The Baby's Dance

DANCE little baby, dance up high,
Never mind baby, mother is by ;
Crow and caper, caper and crow,
There little baby, there you go ;
Up to the ceiling, down to the ground,
Backwards and forwards, round and round ;
Dance little baby, and mother shall sing,
With the merry coral, ding, ding, ding.

1. Deaf Martha
2. Learning To Go Alone
3. Mischief
4. The Cut
5. Little Girls Must Not Fret

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