the words of love are scattered - From a soul that loves to be kissed and washes with love., a quiet bench approaches the canopy - under the willow that the sun washes, the eyes of the woman are nursing. With truth and love, she is strengthened, kissed and washed! Honey and milk from the lips, my wife, you will take from the man who loves you. in the hand of an old clock, we can't turn back time, love me now., they spin past the cord, their own, the woman looks at me, and sees the source of my good! next to the threshold of the house door. And there is no woman or man without the love of life! A swinging golden pendulum swings through the sky and warms our souls! woken up by the bright sun - and the morning hints, that they kiss and thus celebrate the morning! salt was scattered on the canvas, to touch the thread of life and cover it with chocolate and cream and honey..., the sky heavy with rain!-And after that the sun will come that will fill us with life!
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