When the purple evening shadows
Darken over grassy meadows
Settle down on dewy meadows
Where the daisies grow
When the silent stars are brightening
Then like sparks of tiny lightening
Vivid sparks of harmless lightening
Swarms of fireflies glowing
In the dark entrancing, dancing
As if living stars came dancing
As if twinkling stars came dancing,
Thousands of them there
Every merry little fellow
Wears a lamp of greenish yellow
Soft and cool and bright and mellow
Gleaming in the air
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Gostei muito.
Eu também!
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