paroles de chanson Warren - Sam Amidon

Sleep, downy sleep,
Come close thine eyes
Tired with thee holding vanities
Sleep, downy sleep,
That drives away
The toils and follies of the day
An empty tale
A morning flower
Cut down, withered
In an hour
Welcome, welcome sweet sleep
Some sure support,
Some sure support
Against each spell
The flame is low
The lamps burn low
The end of a train of thought
An empty tale
A morning flower
Cut down, withered
In an hour
And empty tale
With each declining year