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I'Ll Touch My Lips To Rose of Scarlet

I’ll touch my lips to rose of scarlet,
I’ll try to find the lips of yours,
You are so cold you are so silent,
The walls are frail and of course
I’ll see the falling of your temple,
And love will leave my tender speech.
The garden’s empty, shock and tremble,
You are so sad on sunny beach.
No words and your eyes are not rising,
I’m silent too; we lengthen break,
You do not call me, I’m revising
This problem, you are pale. I make
The touch of lips to rose of scarlet,
I cannot find the lips of yours,
You are so cold, you are so silent,
I miss and I can’t win of course.

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