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