Tytuł: The friends

• Wykonawca: T. Rex
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0 Satyr come
   and suck my thumb
   'cos you're a little fawn
   and you need me.
  
   On hoofy feet
   through the windy wheat
   'cos you're a little fawn
   and I'll feed thee.
  
   Down the delly way
   with your belly grey
   I've some fruit and nuts
   and a reed 0.
  
   And I'll skip with you
   in the midnight blue
   and carve fluting pipes
   for you to play on.
  
   In the deeply dark
   when the wolves loom large
   I've a snuggly nook
   'neath the meadow.
  
   Where you'll sleep and be
   curled and friends with me
   through the evil night
   till starling morning.