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When the little bird begins to sing
When the dawn pokes through the fading curtains of the night
When the wind softly strokes the trees out of their slumber
When the old man in the Mosque calls out to the masters of creation
When the soft shades of sunlight alight from the window
on your morning face

everything falls into perfect place

Description
When the little bird begins to sing
When the dawn pokes through the fading curtains of the night
When the wind softly strokes the trees out of their slumber
When the old man in the Mosque calls out to the masters of creation
When the soft shades of sunlight alight from the window
on your morning face

everything falls into perfect place