["Beneath the Light of a Bright Starry Night"] Beneath the light of a bright starry night Sang a lonely little Indian maid No love of sweet serenade Has ever won me As in a dream it would seem Down the stream gaily paddling his tiny canoe A chieftain longing to woo Sang her this song Your voice is ringing my silver bell Under its spell I've come to tell you of the love I Am bringing for him and them Happy will dwell my silver bell ["Beneath the Light of a Bright Starry Night"] Under its spell I've come to tell you of the love I Am bringing for him and them Happy will dwell my silver bell ["Beneath the Light of a Bright Starry Night"] For many moons,
many spoons, many fumes Note the echoes of the still summer night As down the stream gleaming bright They floated dreaming In his canoe only two sat to woo And they listened to the sigh of the breeze That seemed to sing in the trees This sweet refrain Your voice is ringing my silver bell Under its spell I've come to tell you of the love I Am bringing for him and them Happy will dwell my silver bell ["Beneath the Light of a Bright Starry Night"] Your voice is ringing my silver bell Under its spell I've come to tell you of the love I Am bringing for him and them Happy will dwell my silver bell Your voice is ringing my silver bell Under its spell I've come to tell you of the love I Am bringing for him and them Happy will dwell my silver bell
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