It was in Burma, June of 1960 so it was
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Dimmed light tavern,
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the smoke from teak wood making its way to us
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As you walked away,
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leaving trails of questions
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in my mind no answers found
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The music from sandaya,
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whispering songs of colored love
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The songs of love,
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hide my sorrows blinding my need for answers
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No where to hide my feelings,
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the teardrops fill all my heart
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The songs of love,
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take my sorrows spreading on Bay of Bengal
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The songs of colored love that plays
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into the night, erases my past
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Sensations struggling,
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like a hurricane,
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it came and went away
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That day on rainy June,
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you left me, deserted my heart
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So much for crying,
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squeeze my soulless heart
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and you won’t find a drop of tear
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Music from sandaya,
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whispering songs of colored love
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The songs of love,
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hide my sorrows blinding my need for answers
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No where to hide my feelings,
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the teardrops fill all my heart
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The songs of love,
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take my sorrows spreading on Bay of Bengal
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The songs of colored love that plays
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into the night, erases my past
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The songs of love,
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hide my sorrows blinding the love that you and I had
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No where to hide my feelings,
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teardrops fill my heart
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The songs of love, take my sorrows
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and spread it on the Bay of Bengal
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The songs of colored love that plays
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into the night, erases my past
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Songs Of Colored Love
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| 윈터플레이 |
