We walked in the cold air.
Lying and waiting.
So mystic and soulful.
It stays with you until.
The feeling has gone only you and I.
Oh, Vienna...
The rhythm is calling.
A cold, empty silence.
It fades to the distance.
The image has gone only you and I.
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