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