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Sweet little made for silence
Not talk
Young heart for love
Not heartache
Dark hair for catching the wind
Not to veil the sight of a cold world
Kiss, while your 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
Drown into eyes while they're blind
while the hides the dawn
day of love comes back
A passionate hour's never a wasted one
The violin, the poet's hand
Every thawing plays your theme care
Kiss, while your lips are still red
While he's still silent rest
While bosom is still untouched, unveiled
Hold another hand
the hand's still a tool
Drown into eyes they're blind
Love while the night the withering dawn…
(Oh…)
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
into eyes they're still blind
Love the night hides the withering dawn…
Not talk
Young heart for love
Not heartache
Dark hair for catching the wind
Not to veil the sight of a cold world
Kiss, while your 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
Drown into eyes while they're blind
while the hides the dawn
day of love comes back
A passionate hour's never a wasted one
The violin, the poet's hand
Every thawing plays your theme care
Kiss, while your lips are still red
While he's still silent rest
While bosom is still untouched, unveiled
Hold another hand
the hand's still a tool
Drown into eyes they're blind
Love while the night the withering dawn…
(Oh…)
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
into eyes they're still blind
Love the night hides the withering dawn…
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