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If That Were You

4/14/2013

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If that were you with me last thoughtless night,
I wouldn't sigh so bitterly and fight
With burning tears on my blushing cheeks...
He's not like you at all, but has at least
The same first name, so when there was no light
I dreamed of you and called it with delight,
But at the moment when the darkness ceased,
I saw his face and told him, "Leave me, please..."
Why don't I fall in love with him instead?..
He is so strong, so gentle and so nice...
Ah, no... no... no... I rather will be dead
Of love to you, if that will be the price,
Than give to someone else my heart and hand
And lose the chance to drown in your eyes.

2010
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