Gert Strydom
When the sun did hang like a copper bell on the horizon
When the sun did hang like a copper bell on the horizon
and the silence of the afternoon did come
I already was longing after you
and saw the evening-lily flowering under a silver moon
and when your car lights did turn into the gate
my whole heart rejoiced with joy
and it did feel
as if my day was empty without you.
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