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