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The yellow poplar leaves have strown Thy quiet mound, thou slumberest Where winter's winds will be unknown; So deep thy rest, So deep thy rest. Sleep on, my love, thy dreams are sweet, If thou hast dreams: the flowers I brought I lay aside for passing feet, Thou needest nought, Thou needest, needest nought. The grapes are gather'd from the hills, The wood is piled, the song bird gone, The breath of early evening chills; My love, my love, sleep on; My love, my love, sleep on.
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黄杨之叶已经飘零 土丘静，你已睡沉 那里冬风并不知情； 安息何深， 安息何深。 睡吧，爱人，梦多香甜， 你若有梦：携花朵一掬 放在那路过的脚边， 你无所需， 你需要，无所需。 葡萄采摘小山坡上， 木头堆积，鸟失唧喳， 傍晚的气息有些凉爽； 我的爱人，睡吧； 我的爱人，睡吧。
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