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Silver moonshine touched your face Emotions went deeper when we embraced Eachother in a field of moss In the silence of the night we lost The sense of time in a kind of lust When nothing disturbs the scene Time is running, life is passing Where is the end, where is a hold When eternal time will fade This is the fresh air after the rain And i had no control over my brain Remembering nothing, i had enough And sensual my heart hungers for love Time is running, life is passing Where is the end, where is a hold When eternal time will fade Where is the end, where is a hold When eternal time will fade When eternal time will fade The silver moonshine touched your face It's my eldest dream and i still dream on