A little girl was driving a flock of sheep
Go to the grassland beyond the marsh to pasture
She had a long whip in her hand
She would never fall on the sheep
The silver sheep are spreading farther and farther away
The little girl's singing is clear and clear
The song follows the wings of the wind
Flying happily all over the grassland
Suddenly the sheep disappeared
The song also seems to fly to the sky
The sheep turned into a cloud in the sky
There is a little girl herding sheep on the white cloud
Suddenly the sheep disappeared
The song also seems to fly to the sky
The sheep turned into a cloud in the sky
There is a little girl herding sheep on the white cloud
Little girl herding sheep
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