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The bells are ringing,

The birds are singing,

The oak tree stands tall,

While the raindrops fall.

 

I hear your accent,

Somewhere near Kingsville,

Living in a house, not a tent,

Somewhere flat without any hills.

 

I think of you all day long,

While I listen to our song,

I can still smell your skin,

While you nickname name is Din

 

I believe that you are in great shape,

Eating healthy with melons and grapes,

I’m never giving up my soul mate,

I’ll find you even if I’m late.

 

I can feel you breathe out,

And I’ll smell your sweat to find your route,

I’ll coming to rescue you,

So you can see another view.

 

There’s dampness in the air,

While you send off your sparkling glare,

I hear you calling my name,

The hurt will go way with the pain.

 

I can taste the dentin in your teeth,

As you might be near a beach,

I can still feel your small waist,

While I’m revving up the pace.

 

I can sense your small fingertips,

And savour your sweet lips,

You are going to be set free,

I love you, as it will be only me.