while your lips are still red
nightwish
Composição: Tuomas Holopainen / Marco Hietala
Sweet little words made for silence, not talk
Young heart for love, not heartache
Dark hair for catching the wind
Not to veil the sight of a cold world
Kiss,
While your lips are still red
While he's still silent
Rest while bosom's still untouched, unveiled
Hold another hand
While the hand's still without a tool
Drown into eyes while they're still blind
Love while the night still hides the withering dawn
First day of love never comes back
A passionate hour is never a wasted one
The violin, the poet's hand
Every thawing heart plays your theme with care
Kiss,
While your lips are still red
While he's still silent
Rest while bosom's still untouched, unveiled
Hold another hand
While the hand's still without a tool
Drown into eyes while they're still blind
Love while the night still hides the withering dawn
Kiss,
While your lips are still red
While he's still silent
Rest while bosom's still untouched, unveiled
Hold another hand
While the hand's still without a tool
Drown into eyes while they're still blind
Love while the night still hides the withering dawn
