You took the song and gave it
meaning, not a mere memory,
you taught my heart to sing.
I dance up high on the hill, I listen
to the whispers that send a chill.
The master of love you hold the
skill, to bring my world to life.
I tried to close my eyes and to
my heart deny, what I feel inside.
I can’t help the music that we
create, dreamy and comforting
my soul relates.
I hear it day and night and I
dance to it when my souls in
flight.
You took the song and gave it
meaning, not a mere memory,
you taught my heart to sing.
4 comments:
Thank you about the bound, i shall put yours on "mood of philtre" too !
Friendly
Philippe
again you remember
me...
something...
something lost??
Era o emptiness, mim procura encontrar o fulfillment, não até I encontrado um com o mundo em torno de mim, teve-me realizou como perdido uma alma sou eu.
Thank you!
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