How can it be
How can it be
That I would savour
the blue shadows
beneath the purple peaks
without you by my side
How can I glide
on the glistening ice
with the slices of laughter
without holding your hands
on ice or on sands
No no no
the gloom or the glow
the desert or the snow
We will take pleasure in
with joint breath on our
skin
Without you the glee
How can it be
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