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There, in the distance
A sound, serene
Past stars, shining bright
Upon a silver moonbeam
A lady, stepping lightly
Round about, night's misty ground
You hear the music playing
Do now, look around
The call, is that, of slumber
A journey you must keep
The lady there, now waiting
For you to fall asleep
Who is this lady, say you, ask
That leads past, soft twilight
Guiding you, so quietly
Towards music of the night
She is the illusion of sweet dreams
A gentle lady, fair
Hurry to bed, sleep now
Let the music pull you there
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