The hands of the clock are turning round
I can hear seconds ticking on the wall
Nine times running with the nighttime sounds
Daytime wrapped up in a shawl
And the fire grate is burning down
It's time to pull the sheets back on the bed
Time to settle down
And rest your weary head
One story, then it's time to go
Furs and feathers need some sleep to grow
Once upon a time, my story starts to you
In a land not so very far away
The king dressed as a beggar for a day or two
To hear what people had to say
Hung up his furs and dressеd in pants
Took off his golden crown
Put his bundle on his back
And went to thе poorer side of town
One story, then it's time to go
Furs and feathers need some sleep to grow
I can hear seconds ticking on the wall
Nine times running with the nighttime sounds
Daytime wrapped up in a shawl
And the fire grate is burning down
It's time to pull the sheets back on the bed
Time to settle down
And rest your weary head
One story, then it's time to go
Furs and feathers need some sleep to grow
Once upon a time, my story starts to you
In a land not so very far away
The king dressed as a beggar for a day or two
To hear what people had to say
Hung up his furs and dressеd in pants
Took off his golden crown
Put his bundle on his back
And went to thе poorer side of town
One story, then it's time to go
Furs and feathers need some sleep to grow
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