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