Sounds pierce my ears.
Slow the music frees my passions and
the night comes with our
solitudes.
We neighbours cradle Our
solitude,
trying to forget the silence of
our hearts.
The night frost goes down deep in
my soul and I see
I'm at home again.
Slow the music frees my passions and
the night comes with our
solitudes.
We neighbours cradle Our
solitude,
trying to forget the silence of
our hearts.
The night frost goes down deep in
my soul and I see
I'm at home again.
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