Hushaby Hushaby,
Don't make her sing
Who knows
What the voice could bring
It touches souls,
But burns them too
Depends on if
she chooses you.
Chooses you,
to carry the song.
Carry the life,
The voice,
The words.
The words of this Hushaby,
So bitter...So sweet.
Hushaby, Hushaby
Don't make her sing.
Who knows,
What the voice could bring...
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