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Late Music | ||
There is music in the night, But it ends by morning light. If I'm tired I still can sleep, Though it may not be so deep. It's a song that's loud and rude! In the calm it will intrude. It's no cause to moan or cry, I can cope if I just try. I don't want to be the one To be spoiling others' fund. I will let them celebrate Even if it is quite late. | ||
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