Reverence is blind like truth in a mirage Like flowers in winter, a sun’s fiery plage Te amaré por siempre, today and always Siempre te amaré, this dream forever stays These memories one day will paint a collage A paradise picture in the French bocage One timber cottage untouched and antique Nestled in roses, our love now unique Te doy mi vida, through the dark & dead Te doy mi estrellas, in tears we will shed In the Italian riviera our boat will just float From banks of beauty to an island remote Just give my mind a map to your heart Te amo siempre, till death do us part.
Reason for writing:
There's only one reason. Her name was Emma. I'll never forget her.
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