Both
I just disarmed my wings
But is there also a way to settle
This true melody, he sings
Ouverture of living battle
Oh, contradiction of sorrow
Only need one raindrop a day
Could there be a tomorrow
For the words I cannot say
But is there also a way to settle
This true melody, he sings
Ouverture of living battle
Oh, contradiction of sorrow
Only need one raindrop a day
Could there be a tomorrow
For the words I cannot say
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| Ivo Kroon: | Maandag, juni 11, 2001 22:45 |
| Oh, sweetest sorrow that is love If we could only comprehend That, much like the stars above We will never understand |
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| Auteur: myrthe helder | 
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