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Home - Louis Armstrong (路易斯·阿姆斯特朗)

Ev'ning marks the close of day

Skies of blue begin to grey

Crimson hues are fading in the West;

Ev'ning ever brings to me

Dreams of days that used to be

Memories of those I love the best

When shadows fall

And trees whisper day is ending

My thoughts are ever wending Home

When the crickets call

My heart is forever yearning

Once more to be returning Home

When the hills conceal the setting sun

Stars begin a peeping one by one

Night covers all

And though fortune may forsake me

Sweet dreams will ever take me Home

When shadows fall

And trees whisper day is ending

My thoughts are ever wending Home

When the crickets call

My heart is forever yearning

Once more to be returning Home

When the hills conceal the setting sun

Stars begin a peeping one by one

Night covers all

And though fortune may forsake me

Sweet dreams will ever take me Home