I'm writing your name
On the old poplar
You're writing my name my darling
On the sand of the path
Tomorrow it will rain
On the wounded stories
Your name will remain my darling
And my name will be erased
I talk about you my darling
To the people of the neighbourhood
You talk about me my darling
To the spring water
And when they burn the midnight oil
Beneath the lamps of the evening
They talk about you my darling
And I am forgotten
You gave me a flower
I showed it to my friends
I put it in my book
I planted it on my pillow
I gave you a vase
You didn't take care of it you weren't concerned with it
So the gift went to waste
You tell me you love me
You don't know how much
If you really love me
Then tell me why you did that?
Please .. Why.. Why?"
translation: from youtube
it is here because it is one of your favourite songs!
Comments
Anyway, such amazing music will stay young and powerful forever.
Michael