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