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Текст (слова) песни: Beverley Craven - Memories
My little sister sings herself to sleep
She doesnt know were listening
To her lullaby, so innocent and sweet
Ive rocked her cradle til her tears were dry
And chased away a sleepless night
With a fairy-tale
Reliving the best years of my life
When I look into her eyes
And then I realize
Everything shes going through will be her memories
When shes older, and wiser
Shes making her history
And everything were going through will be our memories
Im going make them worth remembering
For years . . .
Im gonna tell her when she wants to know
But in the end shes on her own
No more fairy-tales
Just giving the best years of her life
As a mother or a wife
A woman with a child
Everything shes going through will be her memories
When shes older, and wiser
Shes making her history
And everything were going through will be our memories
Im going make them worth remembering
For years . . .
Everything shes going through will be her memories
When shes older, and wiser
Shes making her history
And everything were going through will be our memories
Im going make them worth remembering
For years . . .
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