So beautiful were the yesterdays with you
that I can paint days, weeks and months,
everything is in my most lovely memories
and maybe a person cling to the times of tranquillity,
do etch love into the chambers of the heart.
So beautiful were the yesterdays with you
but now dark days do unfold
where thousands of people die from a virus.
Everything is in my most lovely memories
where those times I want to preserve in my thoughts
but all of life is uncertain and spoiled.
So beautiful were the yesterdays with you
but a lock-down now keeps you and me apart
and you are in my heart, soul and spirit, deeper than the skin,
everything is in my most lovely memories,
but now I can trust nothing and nobody
as from ineptness we have inherited death.
So beautiful were the yesterdays with you,
everything is in my most lovely memories.
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