What's with you, my lips, you hardly smile
When the smiles smother
A moonlit face no sooner
Had it shimmered
Then it was shrouded
By a cloud in my mind
Averting my sight
Away and up to another face
On which countenance
A hope and a wish
Are never in coincidence
When the smiles smother
A moonlit face no sooner
Had it shimmered
Then it was shrouded
By a cloud in my mind
Averting my sight
Away and up to another face
On which countenance
A hope and a wish
Are never in coincidence
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