Music,
When soft voices die,
The memoreies are on my mind ,
When sweet violets sicken,
Live within the sense they quicken,
No matter where ever you are,
I still hear your sweet voice calling on me,
If the heart dies,
Love shall die,
Slowly the voice of love won't call,
Unless the love is worth to wait,
Music and love belongs to our heart,
If our heart gets weaker day by day,
You will notice your memories
will remain in your soul,
Your keeps coming to me,,
Roses_leaves ,
When the rose is dead,
And so thy thoughts,
When the heart dies forever,
But your voices remains in my soul,