In shining evening
When the snow does flow
When the stars are ceiling
Under water flow
I keep your hand
And whisper name
And the brightest kind of flame
Like the desert kind of sand
Your love became the life demand
Oh, how is possible for love of God
My heart, my mind are captured by
By the perfect human being
That became my living meaning.
Evening Love
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