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May this night never go to bed
And its silence never fade Let the stars forever play Inside your eyes The morning still sleeps, it seems As this city is lost in dreams While we watch the quiet scene In the streets tonight Now the town belongs to us alone The streets, the parks are our home All the dark shadows have gone To rest in our minds As we dance in the moonlight The gentle rain paints your hair bright A silver halo for my fairy prince Embrace me one last time! Before the noisy day destroys This peace, fills its lazy void With a thousand angry voices As it chases away the night Copyright Sydney Krivenko GISC.2052924 2006
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