Lesbia Harford (Лесбия Харфорд)

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Every night I hurry home to see
If a letter's there from you to me.
Every night I bow my head and say,
"There's no word at all from him today."

1. Do you remember still the little song
2. Pink eucalyptus flowers
3. Machinist Talking
4. A Bronte Legend
5. Child Sun

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