Nhạc sĩ: Kurt Weill
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Before Lord God made the sea and the land,He held all the stars in the palm of His hand,And they ran through His fingers like grains of sand,And one little star fell alone.Then the Lord God hunted through the white night airFor the little dark star on the wind down there,And He stated and promised He'd take special careSo it wouldn't get lost again.Now man don't mind if the stars grow ***And the clouds blow over and darken him,So long as the Lord God's watching over him,Keeping track how it all goes on.But I've been walking through the night and dayTill my eyes get weary and my head turns gray,And sometimes it seems maybe God's gone away,Forgetting the promise that we all heard Him say,And we're lost out here in the stars,Little stars, big stars,Growing through the night,And we're lost out here in the stars,Little stars, big stars,Growing through the night,And we're lost out here in the stars.Little stars, big stars,