by Fanz Hugo

When our precious love has come to eighteen
Like another Alice in Wonderland
I’m constantly amazed through what I’ve been
Which makes my heart singing like a rock band

Thy fragrant love does be a wild flower
Who stirs up my heartbeats like no other
My life’s been on thy fantastic tour
On which nothing else could merely bother

Thy wild flowers now live deep inside me
Where I can’t even stop dreaming about thee
Where thou can see that little child inside
The man who take with thee a life-long ride

I’ve eighteen wild flowers to love thee from
With hundreds, thousands and much more to come

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