Love song

Even the love has manner
Its own smell and color
In winter my soul is cold
If my hand you don’t hold
In spring my heart melts like snow
I can’t say to you “no”
In summer it’s so hot
To be kissed it’s my lot
In autumn lives fall down
I stay in the rain laughing low

Refrain:    I can be princess
I can be slave
I can live in the palace
And in the cave

My eyes are deep green
My lips are nice like cream
My skin is tender silk
Bosom is full of warm milk

I’m one of strong nuts
I’m one of the roving pussy cats
I’m small sand on the beach
I’m seed of the sweet peach
I cry from fear
To lost your, dear
Don’t decipher my sense
Let me kiss, let caress

Refrain…


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