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The wind blows in from the sea tonight, / / Sleep, little daffodil, sleep, / / In the sky the little stars twinkle bright, / / Sleep, little daffodil, sleep. / / And the windmill goes creaking around and around, / / And the shades of the night are now purpling the ground, / / All the flowers close their eyes and are now sleeping sound, / / So sleep, little daffodil, sleep.