Golden hair of fire
Lighting up the truth
Don’t look at me with
Those half-slanted eyes
Beckoning me over
Away from the crowd
roar over the love makes here a snowfall.... lopeping a wind
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Golden hair of fire Lighting up the truth Don’t look at me with Those half-slanted eyes Beckoning me over Away from the crowd roar over the love makes here a snowfall.... lopeping a wind