Deine Hände so fremd, und doch seltsam vertraut
Die Glut Deiner
Wind is blowing away my life
Take all of love and
In my heart, in my fingers
Are some dreams of you,
You, that has the strength,
To moisten the skin me with
I remember all you said
You promised me so much
Who will
I`m searching for love
I`m searching for roses in my life
I`m
Wishful thinking, plaintive grief
Never mind that I believed
That what I
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