Charming little laugh Twenty and one half
I’m little man You destroyed my plan
Fragrance of your nature is living in my head
Crawling all around when you come undone
So kiss me you told me then
Touching feelings of my hand,
How near we, we understood
No really we feel no good.
Breaking eyes in fears Trying to get through
We have complicated our little doom,
Flowers are still crying, how could they forget?
Maybe in the evening never will be late.
I miss you, you miss me, too
More deeply it coming to,
So tie me, untill the dew
Still hate you and love you, too.
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