Sore - Hayya The Great
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The comforting sound
The craze of your sigh
Makes me wonder where paradise lies
The laughter confides
The evening turns bright
Does it matter where heaven begins?
There I stood still, smiling my tears
The sight of your cry remains
So my endearment
in this world commenced
With the grace of your ever enchanting
ingress
Where would I be without you my story
would end? And my paradise would slowly
digress
There I stood still, smiling my tears
The sight of your cry remains
So my endearment
in this world commenced
With the grace of your ever enchanting
ingress
Where would I be without you my story
would end? And my paradise would slowly
digress