SIGMAN С. | Иностранная поэзия | Антология Нефертити


Love story
Where do I begin
To tell the story of how great a slave can be
The sweet love story that is older then the sea
The simple truth about the love she brings to me
Where do I start?
With her first «hullo»
She gave a meaning to this empty world of mine,
There'd never be another love, another time,
She came into my life and made the living fine
She fills my heart.
She fills my heart with very special things
With angel songs, with wide imaginings
She fills my soul with so much love
That anywhere I go I'm never lonely with her love.
Who could be lonely?
I'll reach for her hand,
It's always there,
How long does it last
Can love be measured by the hours in a day?
I have no answer now
But this much I can say
I know, I'll need her tell the stars all burn away
And she'll be there.