Your name's like music to my ear,
Like long forgotten summer rain,
That so quickly disappears
And wastes its waters all in vain.
Your name's like gentle sound I hear.
I find it hard to recognize:
The angels wisper in my ear
Or is it devil in disguise?
Your name's like sky that's so near
And yet so far, I cannot touch.
I long to reach it but I fear
That I am asking for too much.
Those days are gone, good-bye, my dear!
All things we both haven't said.
Your name's like music to my ear
And dream that I cannot forget...
Your name s like music to my ear
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