Let me die a youngman's death
Let peace be my last breath
Don’t be sad baby, when I die.
Though I go mad I shall be sane,
Though I sink I shall rise again
Believe me baby I will try.
I have stars at elbow and foot
With me the wind and the west moon
Believe me baby and I can cry.
Though lovers be lost love shall not;
And death shall have no dominion.
Forget me, baby, and I can lie.
Let me die a youngman's death
Let peace be my last breath
Don’t cry, my baby, I shall die.
Your shadow doesn't know my name.
In your eyes...there is a flame.
I'm hiding in the mirrors.
I have no tears.
You can’t find a way to me
You will see how it could be
I'm hiding in the mirrors.
I see your fears.
Believe me, baby
© Copyright: Аксель Кристиансен, 2019
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