One Hundred Flowers Bloom

Sweetheart I sing to you
 So far away
 My love farewell
 For I shall no more see your tender smile
 Here in this foreign land
 On shifting sand
 By false command
 We know our time is near
 Our country's hymns we hear
 A hundred flowers bloom
 See the waxing moon
 Harvests will come when our work is done
 Hush now my little one
 Sho-lay, Sho-lay, Sho-lay
 Slowly the fog has crawled
 And wrapped us all
 Its deadly shawl
 Will hide us from the twinkling shore
 Tides now around us curl
 And shadows swirl
 Our fate unfurls
 The dark our only friend
 To hear this requiem
 A hundred flowers bloom
 See the waxing moon
 Harvests will come when our work is done
 Hush now my little one
 Sho-lay, Sho-lay, Sho-lay
 Sho-lay, Sho-lay, Sho-lay
 A hundred flowers bloom
 See the waxing moon
 Harvests will come when our work is done
 Hush now my little one
 Hush now my little one
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 Sho-lay, Sho-lay, Sho-lay
 Sho-lay, Sho-lay, Sho-lay
 Sho-lay, Sho-lay, Sho-lay
 Sho-lay, Sho-lay, Sho-lay