White morning

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The bacon on the pan... 
The fair light in the air... 
The admiration on our faces
The tender pure snowflake paces
Bumping on the window glass... 


While the water was boiling
How we laughed all white morning
When outside were so cold
When our hearts tried to hold

This quiet moments
For a lifetime or so... 

Here has fallen 
The first snow... 

Our reflections in teacups
Time will remember to repeat for us... 
In some far away minutes
When we'll call 'far away' this one's
So joyful, lovely and peaceful.


While the water was boiling
How we laughed all white morning
When outside were so cold
When our hearts tried to hold

This quiet moments
For a lifetime or so... 

Here has fallen 
The first snow... 


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