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