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点击复制A the dawn of an ordinary Sunday
A the dawn of an ordinary Sunday
I remember the taste of you
I remember the taste of you
sweet in my mouth
sweet in my mouth
Late in the year
Late in the year
And in the stillness of the Oriente rainfall
I remember the warmth of you
still in my arms
Late, late in the year
I will bring to you flowers in the night
Soft as trembling fingers touch you
love
I can offer you wine and candlelight
if only my aching fingers chush you
love
Late in the year
Late in the year