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Summer is over.
You talked about half of the words
Vanished into the waves.
In the approaching dusk
In order to do not want to lose your shadow
Time is still.
Let sorrow sleep in tenderness
The one who taught me that meaning
It's you.
Summer is over.
You talked about half of the words
Vanished into the waves.
In the approaching dusk
In order to do not want to lose your shadow
Time is still.
Let sorrow sleep in tenderness
The one who taught me that meaning
It's you.