Miriam Makeba
Miriam Makeba - Erev Shel Shoshanim (English) lyrics
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Evening of roses Let's go out to the grove Myrrh, spices, and incense Are a carpet to walk on The night comes slowly A breeze of roses blows Let me whisper a song to you quietly A song of love At dawn, a dove is cooing Your hair is filled with dew Your lips to the morning are like a rose I'll pick it for myself. The night comes slowly A breeze of roses blows Let me whisper a song to you quietly A song of love
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Language: English
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- Country: South Africa
- miriammakeba.co.za
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