गीत :
Loewe क र ल

Bed, bed, I couldn't go to bed My head's too light to try to set it down Sleep, sleep, I couldn't sleep tonight Not for all the jewels in the crown I

Can't we two go walkin' together, out beyond the valley of trees? Out where there's a hillside of heather, curtsyin' gently in the breeze That's what

I talk to the trees But they don't listen to me I talk to the stars But they never hear me The breeze hasn't time To stop and hear what I say I talk

Grown accustomed to her looks Oh I, I've grown, grown accustomed to her voice I've grown accustomed to her face She almost makes the day begin I've grown