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