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Tack, än en gång - tacksägelsedagen
onsdag 9 oktober 2019
delerium - Poem - Innocente
It´s the rain that I hear coming
Not a stranger or a ghost
But the quiet of the storm approaching
It´s the pain that I hear coming
The slightest crystal tear
Drops to the ground in silence
When my love is near
It's marching through my door now
The stoney cold of lonesome
A bell tolls for my heart
And now my lonesome song will end
Darling, when did we fall?
When was it over?
Darling, when
When did we fall?
When was it over?
I suppose it is the price of falling in love
I fear it is the price of falling in love
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