While Your Lips are Still Red ♪

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 bosom 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 bosom 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

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