Margaret:
Isn't a lovely night?
And so alive with fireflies providing us their holy light
And here we made a bed of boughs
And thistledown we had found to lay upon the dewy ground
And isn't it a lovely way
We got in from our play
Isn't it babe? A sweet little baby
William:
And wasn't it a lovely breeze
That swept the leaves of arbor eaves
And bent to brush our blushing knees
Margaret and William:
And here we died our little deaths
And we were left to catch our breaths
So swiftly lifting from our chests
And isn't a lovely way
We got in from our play
Isn't it babe? A sweet little baby
Isn't a lovely night?
And so alive with fireflies providing us their holy light
And here we made a bed of boughs
And thistledown we had found to lay upon the dewy ground
And isn't it a lovely way
We got in from our play
Isn't it babe? A sweet little baby
William:
And wasn't it a lovely breeze
That swept the leaves of arbor eaves
And bent to brush our blushing knees
Margaret and William:
And here we died our little deaths
And we were left to catch our breaths
So swiftly lifting from our chests
And isn't a lovely way
We got in from our play
Isn't it babe? A sweet little baby
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