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