Vincent Price - Music, When Soft Voices Die paroles de chanson

paroles de chanson Music, When Soft Voices Die - Vincent Price



Music, when soft voices die,
Vibrates in the memory—
Odours, when sweet violets sicken,
Live within the sense they quicken.
Rose leaves, when the rose is dead,
Are heaped for the belovèd's bed;
And so thy thoughts, when thou art gone,
Love itself shall slumber on.



Writer(s): Julie Knowles, Percy Bysshe Shelley



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