The Swirling Winds

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When the dark clouds rise up high in the sky,
When the weather shall give a stormy sigh,
When rain shall cherish the gloomy earth,
When the deathly silence is goin' to die.

The swirling winds shall carry the message,
The message that love shalln't wait.
For no one sees the future,
And maybe it could be too late.

The crown of clouds will be worn away,
The winds will blow them far astray.
The things that stand are goin' to sway,
No one shall stand to that day.

But love WILL bear the furious gale
And the swirling winds shall tell a tale,
A tale that love will live forever,
A tale that love will end never.

(For all lovers in the world.
Never wait.
Go and tell about it.)

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