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|  | Текст (слова) песни: Beverley Craven -  In Those Days
 Theres a blanket of mist on the dew coverded fields
 
 Far in the distance church bells peal
 
 And a hazy white sunlight breaks through the dawn
 
 Catching the cobwebs spun on the lawn
 
 And in through the curtains, a thin shaft of light
 
 Capturing diamonds of dust in their flight
 
 In those days, long before you were born
 
 Those days, when I was a child
 
 As I look back it seems like only yesterday
 
 When I was your age
 
 As a golden red sun sets in a mackerel sky
 
 On long summer evenings in twilight
 
 Riding home on your shoulders, holding your hand
 
 Watching the hourglass filling with sand
 
 And I still remember the stories you read
 
 And being carried back to my own little bed
 
 In those days, long before you were born
 
 Those days, when I was a child
 
 As I look back it seems like only yesterday
 
 When I was your age
 
 And I still remember the stories you read
 
 And being carried back to my own little bed
 
 In those days, long before you were born
 
 Those days, when I was a child
 
 As I look back it seems like only yesterday
 
 When I was your age
 
 In those days, long before you were born
 
 Those days, when I was a child
 
 As I look back it seems like only yesterday
 
 When I was your age
 
 
    
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