Lay your head upon my shoulder Somehow I feel obliged And I've never offered This kind of art And love is appearance of justice And harmony will come
Me and my brother returned to the water I saw a pike that was two feet long. Two small magicians, each with a jam jar Cast spells on the water with hazel
at me I shake my fist, sometimes give them the finger I don't know why I always lie to you Barkis always tells the truth Barkis never lies Barkis is
Vertaling: Siberry, Jane. Barkis Is gewillige.
