Without you
An empty, dull and sad?
You*ve come in it and made it fine,
You made me so glad.
I see again stars in the sky
Light sparkling like your eyes
Your charming voice will never die,
Will stay your tender smile.
We are not sweethearts, so what -
You always come to me
In dreams, your songs, if you do not-
I beg: "Lord, let him be!"
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