When you’re here,
And the lights shine further out.
The taste of a thousand kisses,
That even now make me laugh and talk.
Nothing else, nothing remains,
Only your laugh in the Bar,
Post cards, that follow on without stopping
Your aroma, sweet melody,
Even still has a place,
In the memory which is where it all,
Happens, once again,
Nothing else, nothing remains.
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