I close my eyes, this day is fading,
And dreams took me to outer world:
My hand is kept by that sweet lady,
And heart is beating in accord.
Her eyes are deep, and her long hair,
Her lips so tasty like a rose,
Oh, skies with her, and being fair,
She is the greatest worldly worth.
But why does she only in dreaming
Visit so gently to tempt me?
Why all this beauty so far streaming
With morning sun breaks out to be,
And all around so grey starts seeming,
And heart of mine still can't be free?
@ 2008-05-12 23:11
I close my eyes, this day is fading...
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