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