From distant clouds of the heights unseen
Sprout tiny droplets of bliss
And down your radiant cheeks
Trickle these silver strings of rain
Oh, dear!
Let's hold these vision in our eyes
Clear and uncoloured
From vibrant souls
On the plains unknown
Ooze songlets of pain
And from our parching throats
Flow these burning strains of love
Oh, dear!
Let's keep these moments in our hearts
Fresh and untainted.
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