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Sami Yakha

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Sami Yakha

Romance

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Cold breeze, warm hearts

Four black eyes 

Let's go back to the start 

Grey skies but I can see the moon 

Far beneath the shadow lies our morning home 

The home of love and shiny beams 

I can take you to the purple skies 

Now that the slates are clean


Wounded dove found her cot 

Burning wings but rising hopes 

The flowing river froze in time 

She saw the ocean wave and shine 

Sun feels cold oh moon so warm 

Walking the borrowed roads of accursed saints 

Six cents, new clock. Now we can feel today 

All I ever wanted, all you ever needed 

Stars on my feet, all since yesterday


Filled the vase with an embrace 

 A red rose grew up 

That's when the rays touched my skin 

The morning sun welcomed spring 

Pictured the autumn leaves 

Tucked the winter falls 

River dear don't run off the cliff 

Cause moonlight got her way back home 

The only place she's meant to be 

The only place where she exists.

I found my way back home 


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