Svetlana I arrived in Riga city, through the forests of Latvia and from St. Peter's Tower, I saw the Daugava I looked in the eyes, of a beautiful girl my lovely Svetlana, I saw a new world You captured my heart, and locked it away I soon had to leave, but I wanted to stay you showed me around, Riga old town my lovely Svetlana, at last I have found We sang with the Scottish, in a Latvian night we danced with the Russians, in the discotheque light I could feel warmth, that was long overdue my lovely Svetlana, there's magic in you No words are needed, in moments like this one thousand languages, will meet in a kiss Byron and Burns, would have composed you rhyme my lovely Svetlana, forever you'll shine Your lips so soft, and your beautiful face your eyes of forever, that lead into space your smile and sweet voice, will live with me long my lovely Svetlana, this is your song Copyright: Stuart Logan
Reason for writing:
Malibu, whisky, Paddy Whelan & the Tartan Army.
and Svetik.
Birth sign: Sagittarius
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