For Which They Burn

I have found those very songs for you, for which,

the lamps of your eyes burn

For which they burn …

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What was in my heart became a pain,

could not ease

Becoming magic in your eyes, it stopped,

could not go further

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Today I just have brought those songs for you

for which they burn …

They must be kept in the heart, don't let them leave your hands in any way

A song is even more fragile than glasses, let it not shatter in any way

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I will softly sing those very songs for you

for which they burn …

Until it doesn't meet your nectar-filled lips

it will roam just like this, a wanderer underneath your locks

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I will keep on singing this song for you

for which the lamps of your eyes burn

I have found those very songs for you

for which they burn …