falling and falling.
On the borders of countries,
On the borders of hearts.
Bridges of hope,
night sky's of star dust,
snow drops keep falling,
for your heart and mine.
Give me your heart,
So I can melt the snow drops.
The spring charged rainbows,
they call out to me.
We build snow-castles,
on white river embankments,
Our hands held together,
the snow sifts in-between.
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