Right, the night is white
but not as white - I know - as it used to be
when the moon was full
over you and me...
Indeed, the sea is so deep
but not as deep - I see - as it used to be
when the night, so white,
covered you and me...
That's it, your eyes are mine
but not as mine - I feel - as they used to be
when our hearts, though two,
seemed one to me...
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