In a fancy restaurant I once met my love,
He was like an angel, right there from above.
I shall take away the blues I heard him sing,
If he files to God with my heart on his wing.
I shall be so lonely, if he goes away,
Tears will be falling from my eyes all day.
Feathers will be dancing in the winter sky,
My heart will be broken, if he says good bye.
Flowers will remind me his angelic face,
And one day in heaven we shall find a place
To make love on clouds just like we adore,
To have fun and sing like we used before.
It is hard to fancy that I met my love
And he is a human, right there from above…
“When I love you, baby, and my love is true
Even holy angels will not be like you!”
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trully story, when i read i forgot about lyrics and poems, just story like a picture infront of me
Ольга Брыжатая 10.08.2011 13:40 • Заявить о нарушении
Ольга Брыжатая 10.08.2011 13:40 • Заявить о нарушении
Yes, sometimes I tried to "draw" by means of words. Words were my paint and my brush and images in my mind seemed ready made pictures...
Crowelle 11.08.2011 12:37 Заявить о нарушении
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