O jednoj mladosti

You say you want diamonds on a ring of gold
You say you want your story to remain untold
 
But all the promises we made
From the cradle to the grave
When all I want is you
 
You say you'll give me a highway with no one on it
A treasure just to look upon it
All the riches in the night
 
You say you'll give me eyes in a world of blindness
A river in a time of dryness
A harbour in the tempest
 
But all the promises we make
From the cradle to the grave
When all I want is you
 
You say you want your love to work out right
To last with me through the night
 
You say you want diamonds on a ring of gold
Your story to remain untold
Your love not to grow cold
 
All the promises we break
From the cradle to the grave
When all I want is you
 
 
 
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