andrea vercesi a cradle with a slipper şarkı sözleri
Poor little girl where do you go?
And where did that boy go
With your slipper in his hand?
Your heart and your ears
Have listened to his tale
A tale of hunger and great hardship
The greatest rich is the one
Who gives those few things he owns
And you little match girl
You didn't chase that boy
While he ran away
He told you he could very well use your slipper
As a cradle one day when he would have
His own children
The greatest rich is the one
Who gives those few things he owns
The greatest rich is the one
Who gives those few things he owns
The greatest rich is the one
Who gives those few things he owns
The greatest rich is the one
Who gives those few things he owns
Poor little girl
Where do you go?
Where do you go?
