When the doctor had gone
They dreamed that the wolf could read
Then warmth came over them and us
As quickly as the natural instincts for war had
They dreamed that the wolf could read
Little waves beat in her heart with tempo
As quickly as the natural instincts for war had
Then love could finally be heard of
Little waves beat in her heart with tempo
And his age was considered in the picture
Then love could finally be heard of
When the doctor had gone
Hadi Atallah 
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