Remember me, remember me
For I will come again
Like the sun makes love
to the brisk of morn
until the day descends
For I will come again
Like the sun makes love
to the brisk of morn
until the day descends
and Like the stars, O' how they shine
For the night they brightly burn
dancing under the moonlit sky
until the sun again returns
Written by Flor De Maria
Posted on 05/10/13
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