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Sweet little words for silence
Not talk
Young heart for love
Not heartache
hair for catching the wind
Not to the of a cold world
Kiss, your lips are still red
While he's silent rest
While bosom is untouched, unveiled
Hold another hand
While the hand's still without a tool
Drown eyes while they're still blind
Love while the night still hides the withering dawn
First day of love never back
A hour's never a wasted one
The violin, the poet's hand
Every thawing heart plays your theme with care
Kiss, while your are still red
While he's still silent rest
While bosom is still untouched, unveiled
Hold another hand
the hand's still without a tool
Drown into eyes while they're still blind
Love while the night still the dawn…
(Oh…)
Kiss, while lips are still red
he's still silent rest
While bosom is untouched, unveiled
another hand
While the hand's without a tool
Drown into while they're still blind
Love while the still hides the dawn…
Not talk
Young heart for love
Not heartache
hair for catching the wind
Not to the of a cold world
Kiss, your lips are still red
While he's silent rest
While bosom is untouched, unveiled
Hold another hand
While the hand's still without a tool
Drown eyes while they're still blind
Love while the night still hides the withering dawn
First day of love never back
A hour's never a wasted one
The violin, the poet's hand
Every thawing heart plays your theme with care
Kiss, while your are still red
While he's still silent rest
While bosom is still untouched, unveiled
Hold another hand
the hand's still without a tool
Drown into eyes while they're still blind
Love while the night still the dawn…
(Oh…)
Kiss, while lips are still red
he's still silent rest
While bosom is untouched, unveiled
another hand
While the hand's without a tool
Drown into while they're still blind
Love while the still hides the dawn…
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