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