Here I am waiting For my true love to come When the storm's melting To have rest in my arms Under my windows White flowers grow Through the rhye meadow He'll come I know
What if he comes here With gun in his hands I will have no fear As I never had I will fall deeply Into his caress Then he'll be sleeping Upon my chest
Promise I'll be waiting But if he comes too late Remember me but forget about my fateTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
