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