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My sweet love watched the air raids

As the streets of London are not safe

And I wish that we could escape

As the beat of the drum keeps on its place

My sweet love watched the air raids

As the streets of London are not safe

And I wish that we could escape

As the beat of the drum keeps on its place

My sweet love watched the air raids

As the streets of London are not safe

And I wish that we could escape

As the beat of the drum keeps on its place