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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Anne Brown
Anne Brown
Performer
Kjell Olsson
Kjell Olsson
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Rebecca Dale
Rebecca Dale
Composer
Robert Frost
Robert Frost
Lyrics
Ned Rorem
Ned Rorem
Composer
Donald Swann
Donald Swann
Composer

Testi

Whose woods these are I think I know
His house is in the village though
He will not see me stopping here
To watch his woods fill up with snow
My little horse must think it queer
To stop without a farmhouse near
Between the woods and frozen lake
The darkest evening of the year
He gives his harness bells a shake
To ask if there is some mistake
The only other sound's the sweep
Of easy wind and downy flake
The woods are lovely, dark and deep
But I have promises to keep
And miles to go before I sleep
And miles to go before I sleep
Written by: Donald Swann, Ned Rorem, Rebecca Dale, Robert Frost
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