| Dormi, dormi, dormi, good night and sleep well, my love,
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| Dormi, dormi, dormi, angels are watching above;
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| Till the dawn on tiptoe steals over your window sill,
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| May ev’ry bright star attend thee
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| And befriend thee with its light.
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| This little song may I send thee,
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| Dormi, dormi, my love, good-night.
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| Trio:
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| Ev’ry little bambino yearns
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| For this little song that he learns,
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| Long before he learns that the world’s a balloon;
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| To each little note that I sing,
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| I have tied a dream with a string;
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| There are dreams running all through the tune. |