Your scent is still in the air
Sweet, warm, soft
Like this evening
While you, while you, are no longer here
And this evening in bed I will put
A few more blankets
Because otherwise, otherwise I will be cold
Without always having you
Without always having you on me
And I will be sad, I know
But sadness, however,
It can be contained
Inside a song
That I will sing, whenever I feel like it
/>To talk to you, to see you, to touch you
To still feel mine
It was wonderful though
Loving you
And without always having you on top of you
Inside a song
And when one day I meet you
Maybe on the street
Maybe right under your house
But look at the case though
Look at destiny
Splendid and cruel
Cruel and splendid
And meanwhile the days pass
And the memories fade
And habits change
Eh, eh, eh
It was splendid, it was splendid
It was splendid, it was splendid
It was splendid

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