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I'll cast a spell on you before you go to sleep
Speak a good word and touch you
Choirs of angels will shortly sing your name
Now you're still such a little guy
And as long as you're mine
Am I for you, and adjust my life
I make you happy
When you cry
I feel rich
When you smile at me
I break the iron with my hand
I feel wiser than tomorrow's
Newspaper
Will take care of you, little man
If it were up to me, you would live forever
I'll cast a spell on you before you go to sleep
Speak a good word and touch you
Choirs of angels will shortly sing your name
Now you're still such a little guy
And as long as you're mine
Am I for you and adjust my life I make you happy
When you cry
I feel rich
When you smile, at me
I break the iron with my hand
I feel wiser than the newspaper
From tomorrow,
Will take care of you, little man
If it were up to me, you would live forever
I'll cast a spell on you before you go to sleep
Speak a good word and touch you
Choirs of angels will shortly sing your name
Now you're still such a little guy
And as long as you're mine
Am I for you and adjust my life
I make you happy
When you cry
I feel rich
When you smile, at me
I break the iron with my hand
I feel wiser than the newspaper
From tomorrow,
Will take care of you, little man
If it were up to me, you would live forever
Sleep well, little man
Speak a good word and touch you
Choirs of angels will shortly sing your name
Now you're still such a little guy
And as long as you're mine
Am I for you, and adjust my life
I make you happy
When you cry
I feel rich
When you smile at me
I break the iron with my hand
I feel wiser than tomorrow's
Newspaper
Will take care of you, little man
If it were up to me, you would live forever
I'll cast a spell on you before you go to sleep
Speak a good word and touch you
Choirs of angels will shortly sing your name
Now you're still such a little guy
And as long as you're mine
Am I for you and adjust my life I make you happy
When you cry
I feel rich
When you smile, at me
I break the iron with my hand
I feel wiser than the newspaper
From tomorrow,
Will take care of you, little man
If it were up to me, you would live forever
I'll cast a spell on you before you go to sleep
Speak a good word and touch you
Choirs of angels will shortly sing your name
Now you're still such a little guy
And as long as you're mine
Am I for you and adjust my life
I make you happy
When you cry
I feel rich
When you smile, at me
I break the iron with my hand
I feel wiser than the newspaper
From tomorrow,
Will take care of you, little man
If it were up to me, you would live forever
Sleep well, little man