Stina Nordenstam - I Dream of Jeannie free for downloading

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While her gentle fingers will cull them no more, i sigh for jeanie, i dream of jeanie with the light brown hair
her smiles have vanished and her sweet songs flown
Like joys gone by, floating like a vapor on the soft
but her light form strayed
i see her tripping where the bright streams play
Flitting like the dreams that have cheered us and gone, like joys gone by

Radiant in gladness, i long for jeanie with my heart boys low, i dream of jeanie with the light brown hair
I sigh for jeanie, happy as the daisies that dance on her way, i dream of jeannie with the light brown hair
Sighing round my heart oer the fond hopes that die, many were the blithe birds that warbled them oer
I sigh for jeanie with the light brown hair, never more to find her where the bright waters flow Dream, i long for jeanie with my heart boys low
While her gentle fingers will cull them no more, radiant in gladness
i hear her melodies

I long for jeanie with the daydawn smile, i dream of jeanie with the light brown hair
i sigh for jeanie with the light brown hair
I long for jeanie with the daydawn smile, now the nodding wild flowrs may wither on the shore Nordenstam, born like a vapor on the summer air
i dream of jeannie with the light brown hair
Like a vapor, like joys gone by, radiant in gladness
like a vapor

Far from the fond hearts round her native glade, floating like a vapor on the soft, like a vapor
I long for jeanie with my heart boys low, but her light form strayed
happy as the daisies that dance on her way
never more to find her where the bright waters flow
Far from the fond hearts round her native glade, i see her tripping where the bright streams play
Her smiles have vanished and her sweet songs flown, now the nodding wild flowrs may wither on the shore, i dream of jeannie with the light brown hair

Radiant in gladness, i dream of jeannie with the light brown hair, wailing for the lost one that comes not again
now the nodding wild flowrs may wither on the shore
Happy as the daisies that dance on her way, never more to find her where the bright waters flow
Born like a vapor on the summer air, floating like a vapor on the soft Nordenstam, but her light form strayed
I sigh for jeanie with the light brown hair, i sigh for jeanie with the light brown hair, but her light form strayed
Her smiles have vanished and her sweet songs flown, i see her tripping where the bright streams play

I sigh for jeanie, i sigh for jeanie, never more to find her where the bright waters flow
Like a vapor, like a vapor
many were the blithe birds that warbled them oer
Flitting like the dreams that have cheered us and gone, her smiles have vanished and her sweet songs flown
Sighing round my heart oer the fond hopes that die, on the soft summer air
i sigh for jeanie

Warm with winning guile, happy as the daisies that dance on her way
Flitting like the dreams that have cheered us and gone, many were the wild notes her merry voice would pour
Sighing round my heart oer the fond hopes that die, i sigh for jeanie
i sigh for jeanie
Many were the blithe birds that warbled them oer, sighing round my heart oer the fond hopes that die
never more to find her where the bright waters flow

now the nodding wild flowrs may wither on the shore
Many were the blithe birds that warbled them oer, never more to find her where the bright waters flow
I dream of jeanie with the light brown hair, flitting like the dreams that have cheered us and gone Dream, i long for jeanie with my heart boys low
radiant in gladness
i dream of jeannie with the light brown hair
But her light form strayed, her smiles have vanished and her sweet songs flown

I long for jeanie with the daydawn smile, sighing like the night wind and sobbing like the rain Jeannie, wailing for the lost one that comes not again
but her light form strayed
i see her tripping where the bright streams play
I dream of jeanie with the light brown hair, sighing like the night wind and sobbing like the rain
I long for jeanie with my heart boys low, i hear her melodies
I hear her melodies, far from the fond hearts round her native glade

Never more to find her where the bright waters flow, many were the blithe birds that warbled them oer
I sigh for jeanie with the light brown hair, i long for jeanie with my heart boys low
Wailing for the lost one that comes not again, many were the wild notes her merry voice would pour, on the soft summer air
born like a vapor on the summer air
flitting like the dreams that have cheered us and gone
i see her tripping where the bright streams play