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A t night
when the sky is s till.
When the south wind b lows.
And the air is w arm.
There's a w orld that's b orn.
A nd for every child on the b each that day.
Stands a castle tall and p roud.
And the w arm wind crawls through t he castle walls.
And t he night folk wake as the w arm wind calls.
At n ight
when the sky is s till.
When the south wind b lows.
And the air is w arm.
There's a w orld that's b orn.
T hen the fiddler crab plays h is violin.
On the b ack of a dancing w hale.
While t he mermaids sing to t he shells they bring.
A nd the dragon leads w ith his sweeping tail.
At n ight
when the sky is s till.
When the south wind b lows.
And the air is w arm.
There's a w orld that's b orn.
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For the rosy dawn.
Brings t he children on to a b each that's bright and n ew.
And the n ight folk know a s the castles grow.
T hey will play once more as t he children d o.
At n ight
when the sky is s till.
When the south wind b lows.
And the air is w arm.
There's a w orld that's b orn.
A world that's b orn.
There's a world that's b orn.
A world that's b orn.