And this separation is not painful anymore
For its a promise that we'll mingle again
Though the wind is blowing desperately over the moor
And madly tonight is pouring the rain
While the stars are twinkling ardently in the sky
And the moon is glowing like the sun
The night is staring at me with an evil eye
Tho' the benignity inside me is burned! !
Tonight my athirst for love is reborn
And thy glory is rushing thru my veins
The forbearance is fast begone
Alone thy yearning remains,
Oh this rupture is no longer a pain
For its a promise that we'll mingle again?
09162011
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