all over my body spread!
Touch me when the night is young,
hearing sonet which is sung.
Maybe today, maybe after...
Trust me, that is not disaster...
You will tell me your goodbye...
( i don´t need {have} to cry )
In your life without passion,
It won´t be a big sensation...
loving feeling will be gone...
But you are still on my mind
memories of fresher kind,
memories full of my dreams,
hard for you to try them see...
When this day is over for us,
your heart is like a door of a bus,
which is closed in final station
which is closed for everyone...
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