Kapodaster na 1. pražec.
F#mi, D, A
Time held its F#mibreath D
A motionless spell of Arapture
Across the F#miroom D
A memory had been Acaptured
And through the F#miyears D
Though distance lay betAween us
I carried your F#mitorch D
To illuminate the Adarkness E
And I still F#milose myself
In that Dorange glowing moment
When your Aupturned face
Seemed to answer all my Equestions
But when I F#miask myself
As I Ddo from time to time now
Where it Aall went wrong
Is there really any point in making Hmiplans?
In making F#miplans? E, D, AF#mi, E, D, AF#mi, E, D, AF#mi, E, DF#mi, D, A
So I made my F#mivows D
In the last slow hours of Amorning
As I lay you F#midown D
I heard you whisper me a Awarning E
But then we F#milost ourselves
In that Dorange glowing moment
And your Aupturned face
Seemed to answer all my Equestions
But when I F#miask myself
As I Ddo from time to time now
Where it Aall went wrong
Is there really any point in making Hmiplans?
In making F#miplans? E, D, AF#mi, E, D, A
And I still F#milose myself E, D, A
I still F#milose myself E, D
Making Aplans
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