You come
the sun shines
when you come
the sun shines
when you come
the birds titter by the seaside
the moon lights up
the moon lights up
when you come
like a tempting fruit to the eyes desire ripens
ages of sadness, death and pain leave us untouched
eternally young
like a tempting fruit to the eyes desire ripens
ages of sadness, death and pain leave us untouched
eternally young
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