Sound the flute! Now it’s mute. Birds delight Day and night; Nightingale In the dale, Lark in sky, Merrily, Merrily, merrily, to welcome in the year. Little boy, Full of joy; Little girl, Sweet and small; Cock does crow, So do you; Merry voice, Infant noise, Merrily, merrily, to welcome in the year. Little lamb, Here I am; Come and lick My white neck; Let me pull Your soft wool; Let me kiss Your soft face; Merrily, merrily, we welcome in the year.
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