What is the
Tap on the window of my heart
Call me to wander into your dreams
I know that
This dream in the depths of the world
quiet
In the tossing night
In the light of the moon and the stars
How many dreams depict
Those who because of you and gentle time
If you were the moon
Then I am
The star closest to the moon
Do you know
How I loved the golden light
Although some distance
Stay with me and never leave me
Be faithful to the end
The dream of a dream at night
The past is like flowers falling away
Gently fall in the heart
The years into a poem
If you let me
Let me gently pull up your skirt
And then passed out drunk
The moment you look back and smile
For a long time...
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