Nightly Cares

Skar the fire son
Pet the smiling one
Woo the sleeping one
R the crying oneH-hviss my little one
R-r my crying one
Ligg-ligg my tired one
Rura sleeping oneTouch a feal, you blind a must
Soft the skin of the warmest rust
Cause nothing blows in the faraway
I go away, go away
Past the hills, past the dayTouch a feal, you blind a must
Soft the skin of the warmest rust
Cause nothing blows in the faraway
I go away, go away
Past the hills, past the day