الكلمات الأصلية
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Daystar tends her pretty flowers
High above the street
Generations pass below her feet
This one is her father’s eyes
This her mother’s lips
Here and there a stolen
Lovers’ kiss
(Chorus)
From her third floor window
Shining silently
Daystar in your light
I am set free
And here below your gentle rays
I find the naked me
She let down her hair for me
Raised me to that roof
Daystar, reached my out hand for the moon
A sailor’s pearls around her neck
Wears red ribbons for hear hair
A dress her mother wore
That she will wear
