Wednesday, January 9, 2008



pastorale
And now the purple dusk of twilight timeSteals across the meadows of my heartHigh up in the sky the little stars climbAlways reminding me that we're apartYou wander down the lane and far awayLeaving me a song that will not dieLove is now the stardust of yesterdayThe music of the years gone bySometimes I wonder why I spendThe lonely night dreaming of a songThe melody haunts my reverieAnd I am once again with youWhen our love was newAnd each kiss an inspirationBut that was long agoNow my consolationIs in the stardust of a songBeside a garden wallWhen stars are brightYou are in my armsThe nightingale tells his fairy taleA paradise where roses bloomThough I dream in vainIn my heart it will remainMy stardust melodyThe memory of love's refrain


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