Sea shell, sea shell,
Sing a song for me;
Sing about the ocean,
Tell me about the sea.
Sea shell, sea shell,
When I hold you near,
I can hear the ocean
Whispering in my ear.
(lo pinta Noah Whyler)
Tomorrow is Saint Valentine’s day,
All in the morning bedtime,
And I a maid at your window,
To be your Valentine.
Then up he rose and donn’d his clo'es
And dupp’d the chamber door,
Let in the maid, that out a maid
Never departed more.
(los pinta Mary McLain)
