September
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Time keeps painting my darlingRipped all the flowers in the gardenOh baby come home, you angels bring her homeImens står solen over højenHan mindes den sommer hvor hun stråledeForsvandt I haven grøn, og træernes sang hun fandtTime keeps painting my darlingAnd the garden keeps on singing the old songOh baby still I am waiting in the lightHoping the angels would carry you homeDen sang tog mørket I sin poteDen bar hans kvinde I dens kolde favnOg lagde hende for hans dør I silkekjoleHoping the angels would carry her homeLeaving it all with my only friendHer beauty was lifeless on the stairOh baby I´ll carry you away into the garden´s taleBut everything (had) died and turned to stonesI laid her down under the old oakSeeing it all blossom forever moreTime keeps on painting my darlingAnd the garden keeps on singing the old songOh baby now I know you´re in the lightPainting it all with your colorful songsImens står solen over højenHans skygge kastes ud I haven grønForsvandt for evigt og uden en noteHoping the angels will carry will carry her homeTime keeps painting my darlingRipped all the flowers in the gardenOh baby you´re home, you angels where are you.
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