Desole Testo

Testo Desole

Look
in her eyes
as she laughs at the world

Waxen arms
with wings tied
veil the troubles denied

As flakes
through the air
of a soft april snow

Falling wet
to the ground
so her frail hopes are bound

I know
that you're searching for truth
and I know
that you hurt
but I cannot be the one

Who holds
you enclosed in his arms
whispering
in your ear
for I love another, it's true

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