What made it the cause of weakness is surely the result of mutual "beloved" Let's see in the cold bed... Please give me a gentle kiss... Two melt in silk Love, be loved and get to know the sorrow Mouth-to-mouth sighs Repetition of manners to try to match each other No more than only being held and holding - I hope for nothing else Truth can't be seen. "Hey look, if you hope" No... I just want to change the words little by little Before I desire "beloved" I want to separate these hands Let's go in the cold bed... Please give me a gentle kiss... I know I can't turn back Love, be loved and get to know the sorrow Mouth-to-mouth sighs What the repetition of manners to try to match each other is Is in the feel of holding and have been held and be able to approve it after having seen the loneliness Intertwined fingers they may become carried off Even if I understood the humour in searching for answers The Sorrow is overflowing The shadows melt Hurt, be hurt and get to know love Intertwined sighs What you cannot slip out of is not a lie Every time you repeat it the heat increases - that gentle lie Your breath seems to stop There can even confusion be seen concerning the meaning of to love again Closing your eyes is your way, huh? For someone who wipes away loneliness You tremble and drown The one separarting these hands is "me"
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