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Language of Fire
I am so tired of bringing you warmth
I am too late - there is glass in your eyes
The flower of fire by now has fallen asleep
And the wind calls to me again to set out
I am so tired of catching the last glance
I knew it - your nectar cannot be drank
The burgeon of fire has dimmed in your hands
It flashed for the last time in someone else's eyes
Tough lads have gathered to look for girls
Recently back from the army - their pulses resound, their pulses resound
I wanted spring to come to us so badly
Sea wave could live in the curve of bodies
But the language of fire was forgotten by you
And the wind calls to me to keep sailing
Lads in love dance in the embrace of girls
Recently back from the army - their pulses resound, their pulses resound
But the language of fire was forgotten by you
And the wind calls to me to keep sailing
jen sa
submitted on 22 април 2017 - 22:40
Добавено в отговор на заявка, направена от
Fitzpatrick24

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