First Love
>> 5 Jun 2009
First love is like playing with fire:
Aglow with pain and glory.
Tell me, my dear first love,
Whether I'm burned into your heart.
The fire in your body,
The glory of your touch:
Ah! my dear first love,
Never, never leave my heart!
Although the fire is distant,
The pain is always near.
My dear first love, please listen:
I hold you in my heart.
Aglow with pain and glory.
Tell me, my dear first love,
Whether I'm burned into your heart.
The fire in your body,
The glory of your touch:
Ah! my dear first love,
Never, never leave my heart!
Although the fire is distant,
The pain is always near.
My dear first love, please listen:
I hold you in my heart.
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