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There is a Dutch song, exactly explaining what I meant. I tried to translate it:
To her.
She understands the art of how to be one of a pair In my body and my mind she has made place for two She lives in all my sensory organs She hears and sees my whole life together with me
Sometimes she starts singing in my heart And when the nights comes, she has put a light on And because of her, I can approach The unexpected treasure of our lives
So, just let me live like this, shelter with each other And IF I must become old, then only with her She knows all my dreams and my delusions All my hurry, all of my scorn and my regrets
When I smile, she knows the tears That are behind it in time Shelter with each other And IF I must become old, then only with her
She is more then words can explain In my body and my mind she has made place for two But who can explain a miracle The miracle that I am wearing inside of me
Frans Halsema, Voor Haar; 1978.
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