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Mongolian Night Song. Little girl who tends the sheep, Brings them to the fold to sleep. Little lambs are bouncing by To their mothers’ bleating cry, underneath a starlit sky.
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Little girl who tends the sheep,Brings them to the fold to sleep.Little lambs are bouncing byTo their mothers’ bleating cry,underneath a starlit sky.
In the moonlight’s golden glow,Soft the wind begins to blow.Little lambs are fast asleepLying by the other sheep.Still, a silent watch she keeps.