Von vorn anfangen
Damián Antón-Ojeda
When the moments drape your eyes
And we smile… and dance
When the wind blows through your hair
And the sweetest melody rings in your voice
When we’ve never been here
And it lights the hand that holds mine
When the memories play like the dreams
And you love me too…
I want to go back
And live the years over
Hold your hand
And kiss away the agony of ever being this alone
And pеrfect wistfulness
You love mе too…
I want to hold you
Look into your eyes
And forget all of this happened...