Leaves have started to fall, so they say we are in autumn,
Everything has started to turn red and grey. We are in autumn.
I want this morning and music and warmth of your hand with mine,
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I lost hold of my tipsy heart and I drained ash grey veins,
You slipped through my clutches, so I fanned ash grey veins.
The moon in the sky darkened, debased by clouds,
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Do you mewl too Jaana in the cold nights
under the blanket with no words to whisper?
Did you too fall in love, forget the names and titles?
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