The vintage wine of days I've lived
Warms up my soul with animation
With vast elation
For all the beauty I've received.
And drops of gentle summer rain
Would bring some thoughts across my vision
And this incision
Will raise my memories again
And I will see your lovely face
And garden full of trees and flowers
And gothic towers
Surrounding that forbidden place
And I will see that hidden smile
That always touched your lips at dawning…
And gentle yawning
Of spring that came to distant isle…
And when the fog will cover up
My tired eyes with final curtain
I will be certain:
The love I have will never stop.
And when I'll breathe my very last
It won't be bringing me the sorrow
As if I've borrowed
Just smiles and laughter from the past...
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