It's all about you, my love,
Voices that come from the wind in winter,
Whenever I was a shadow of your past,
I wish I can whisper in your heart,
I hope I know your footsteps in my ear,
And how if a butterfly loose its love to the wind breeze ?,
Dear, your love makes me smile,
Even my both legs are for your shadows,
In the midst of love,
A rhythm divine through a life,
And even I am no more for dreams,
Just for you,
Yeah . . . For our lost love ! I love you.
ps : finally I found you, my love !
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