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