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