Gazing ar the night
I still love gazing at the night
And you are my special star
In stygian of sky, shining bright
As if touch of love on tender scar
Fair-to-middling, the night escaped
In the days, I yearn that special bliss
Long for you to recast the sky draped
On the echoic clouds of reminiscence
...
And you are my special star
In stygian of sky, shining bright
As if touch of love on tender scar
Fair-to-middling, the night escaped
In the days, I yearn that special bliss
Long for you to recast the sky draped
On the echoic clouds of reminiscence
...