Текст песни In The Gloaming - Louis Armstrong
In the gloaming,
Oh, my darling!
When the lights are dim and low,
And the quiet shadows, falling,
Softly come and softly go,
When the winds are sobbing faintly
With a gentle, unknown woe,
Will you think of me
And love me my darling!
As you did once, long ago
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