In my sky at twilight you are a cloud
and your form and colour are the way I love them.
You are mine, mine, chocolate with sweet lips
and in your sweetness my infinite dreams live.
Oh reaper of my evening song,
how solitary dreams believe you to be mine!
and your form and colour are the way I love them.
You are mine, mine, chocolate with sweet lips
and in your sweetness my infinite dreams live.
Oh reaper of my evening song,
how solitary dreams believe you to be mine!
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