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Translation
It's love that I think of
When his mouth comes to whisper in my ear
a thousand tender words, a thousand wonders, a thousand secrets,
it's love that I think of
and that I hope for and wait for.
When his lips come to place themselves on mine
and he holds me very tight in his arms
it's love that I think of
and that I hope for and wait for,
the love which I'm calling silently right now.
One day he swears "I love you"
but already the next day
he's no longer the same,
I'm not anything any more.
When his eyes come to dive into mine
and my hair is carressed by his hand
it's love that I think of
and that I hope for and wait for
the love which I'm calling silently right now.
One day he swears "I love you"
but already the next day
he's no longer the same,
I'm not anything any more.
And when one fine morning he's left me
for another girl, left me alone with my sorrow,
it's love that I think about,
just now I'm wondering
whether it exists only in dreams
or really and truly?
michealt✕
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