Every moment I can’t but remember
That remarkable image of you:
Silken hair the color of amber,
Eyes of grey and cornflower blue.
Who you are – oh my dear – God knows.
Light and bright like a porcelain doll,
In the garden of thousand roses,
You’re the prettiest rose of all.
Every Moment I Can t but Remember
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