Why has she
left me alone?
When I
discovered her fair warm handsInto raptures over the sweet whispered voice,
I covered my face with my rough hands.
She cannot love me anymore.
I realized, It was all over.
She was the person I got on best with.
What ´s in your hands walker?
A heart for any other lover.
Shall remain hidden from giant twin raiders,
as Aphrodite ran away in deep forest darkness.
The same steppe at brightly bronze vessel he was chained for free,
I will spend the rest of my life with my humming bird,
shelter of my soul.
So what does it all mean?
No forget me suddenly.
We will always nightingales in a flowering cherry tree.
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