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To the sky, to the ground,
Red roses, sweet kisses, white silk.
Your lips and my tears,
Your whispers, my ears,
Your skin, pure white, is like milk.
You’ll love me, you’ll hurt me.
Moonlight through the curtains
Brings calm silver sadness in heart.
Tonight you are near,
But now it’s clear -
Tomorrow you’ll send me apart…
But nothing can measure
Last hours of pleasure,
My love’s like a blossom inside.
Tomorrow is dieing
But no reason for crying,
Cause now we’re tight by the night…
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