Letras
"What am I like to you?" She asked
"Like a glass of wine beneath a willow." He murmured
"But what if I die before sunshine?" She wept
"Then I'll drink the wine to make us one." He promised
"What am I like to you?" She asked
"Like a glass of wine beneath a willow." He murmured
"But what if I die before sunshine?" She wept
"Then I'll drink the wine to make us one." He promised
"Of emerald trees you are my love." He said
"Of the darkest depths, I came to you." She professed
"Your scent is of blooms and life." He assured
"Then hold me closer, for I'm afraid of depths." She begged
"Of emerald trees you are my love." He said
"Of the darkest depths, I came to you." She professed
"Your scent is of blooms and life." He assured
"Then hold me closer, for I'm afraid of depths." She begged