James Weldon Johnson (Джеймс Уэлдон Джонсон)

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I hear the stars still singing
To the beautiful, silent night,
As they speed with noiseless winging
Their ever westward flight.
I hear the waves still falling
On the stretch of lonely shore,
But the sound of a sweet voice calling
I shall hear, alas! no more.

1. Brer Rabbit, You's de Cutes' of 'Em All
2. An Explanation
3. And the Greatest of These Is War
4. Down by the Carib Sea. 4. The Lottery Girl
5. Voluptas

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