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Sweet little words made for silence,
not talk.
Young heart for love
not heartache.
Dark hair for catching 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 *** is still untouched, unveiled.
Hold another hand while 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 comes back.
A passionate hour's never a wasted one.
The violin, the poet's hand.
Every thawing heart plays your theme with care.
Kiss while your lips are still red,
while he's still silent.
Rest while *** is still untouched, unveiled.
Hold another hand while the hand's still without a tool.
Drown into eyes while they're still blind.
Love while the night still hides the withering dawn.
Kiss while your lips are still red,
while he's still silent.
Rest while *** is still untouched, unveiled.
Hold another hand while the hand's still without a tool.
Drown into eyes while they're still blind.
Love while the night still hides the withering dawn.