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Sweet little made for silence
Not talk
heart for love
Not heartache
Dark hair for the wind
Not to the sight of a cold world
Kiss, your are red
While he's still rest
While bosom is still untouched, unveiled
hand
While the hand's a tool
Drown eyes they're still blind
Love the night still the withering dawn
First day of love comes back
A hour's a wasted one
The violin, the poet's hand
Every heart plays your theme care
Kiss, your lips are still red
he's silent rest
While bosom is untouched, unveiled
another hand
While the hand's still without a tool
Drown into eyes while they're still blind
Love while the night hides the withering dawn…
(Oh…)
Kiss, while lips are red
he's still rest
While bosom is still untouched, unveiled
another hand
While the hand's without a tool
eyes while they're blind
while the night hides the dawn…
Not talk
heart for love
Not heartache
Dark hair for the wind
Not to the sight of a cold world
Kiss, your are red
While he's still rest
While bosom is still untouched, unveiled
hand
While the hand's a tool
Drown eyes they're still blind
Love the night still the withering dawn
First day of love comes back
A hour's a wasted one
The violin, the poet's hand
Every heart plays your theme care
Kiss, your lips are still red
he's silent rest
While bosom is untouched, unveiled
another hand
While the hand's still without a tool
Drown into eyes while they're still blind
Love while the night hides the withering dawn…
(Oh…)
Kiss, while lips are red
he's still rest
While bosom is still untouched, unveiled
another hand
While the hand's without a tool
eyes while they're blind
while the night hides the dawn…
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