A different love-poem
the nights too cold for loving
without a fire we could sit to
without eachother to hold on to
under the pristine new moon
If it's paradise we know
If it's paradise we know
As the days and the nights go by
as the months and weeks they fly
becomes years and years alone
and decades made of stone
our hearts becomes as one..
If it's paradise we know
If it's paradise we know
We see the stars spread as diamonds
we see the purple heavens
and we wonder....
Yeah, we wonder
If it's paradise we know
If it's paradise we know
http://soundcloud.com/mandelpoeten/the-days-the-nights-the-rovers
Poetry by Charles F Kane
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Written on 2012-02-03 at 07:49
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The days, the nights, the rovers and the lovers
as The days were made for rovingthe nights too cold for loving
without a fire we could sit to
without eachother to hold on to
under the pristine new moon
If it's paradise we know
If it's paradise we know
As the days and the nights go by
as the months and weeks they fly
becomes years and years alone
and decades made of stone
our hearts becomes as one..
If it's paradise we know
If it's paradise we know
We see the stars spread as diamonds
we see the purple heavens
and we wonder....
Yeah, we wonder
If it's paradise we know
If it's paradise we know
http://soundcloud.com/mandelpoeten/the-days-the-nights-the-rovers
Poetry by Charles F Kane
Read 933 times
Written on 2012-02-03 at 07:49
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