I had Thought
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I had seen you for a long time, where you came
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- for always I know, when you are near –
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and I had thought to greet you light and cold
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because I still love you too much, my dear
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In this way I would defend myself with coolness
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and also guard you in the same defending way,
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so all our dreams should become less
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and as late flowers shrink back into ice.
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I had thought… but when you stopped
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with this secret, amazing look,
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and this distant smile I know so much about –
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I understood that my plan wouldn’t work.
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I took your hand and felt from its palm
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A careful stroke, the little caress we
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always used, once, in a crowdie street
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back then - when nothing was over yet…
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-Rudolf Nilsen – to English AriZonaMoon.
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