Through many a land your journey ran
And showed the best the world can boast
Now tell me traveller if you can name the place that pleased you most.
She layed her hands upon my chest
And whispered gently in my ear,
The place I liked and loved the best
Was in your arms my dear.
Silent whispers, captured by the night cloudless skies,
Up above motionless figures making their way across the street believing in dream of you.
Gentle moment, being held by you that seems to carress me.
Precious memories are stored away in a place of fantasy
As the day ends without you.
Tame way you catch a wild one, unique up on it!
The red rose whispers of passion,
And the white rose breathes of love.
Oh the red rose is a falcon,
And the white rose is a dove.
But I send you a cream white rosebud,
With a flush in its petal tips.
For the love that is purest and sweetest,
Has a kiss of desire on the lips.
The moon in one hand,
The dawn in the other.
The moon is my sister,
The dawn is my brother.
Dawn on my right,
My brother good morning,
My sister good night.
