Taleteller - New Day To Me


The fresh dew caressed the calm morn
When the sun risen I was born
in the crib of peace and mother's love
I still hear the sang of the doves

When I'm think about it
I know that: It's gone away

It was noon when I met with her
We were glad so loved each other
Then she gave me cildrens and warm home
The first time i was not alone.

When I'm think about it
I hope that we will meet

The moon chased the sun away
in the end of this beauty day
And I hope that he will give 
a new day to me

When I watching my grey hair
and the wrinkles which doesn't spare
I still hope that He will give
a new day to me

The island stole my afternoon
The sky covered by the moon
And i know I am nothing else just dust
All I want: the kiss of the past

When I'm think about it
I still beg: come again

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