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