moonlight mile illustrazione ballarini

(just about a moonlight mile on down the road)

And I will not remember 
That I even felt the pain 
We shall walk and talk 
In gardens all misty and wet with rain 
And I will never, never, never 
Grow so old again 

Oh sweet thing, sweet thing
My, my, my, my, my sweet thing

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