Wilmer Wolf - Maithu

When you were seventeen
Woke up in a perfect dream
Arms and legs tangled to yours
Concentrated on the source

The act of love makes happy clowns
Sadness with a lack of downs
Your mind wide open senses too
When you do - when I do
When we do the maithu

Your body's cold after the flow
As you sleep on crystal snow
They light the christmas trees for you
When you do- when I do
When we do the maithu

Written by:
Wilmer Wolf

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