Versuri "Dido - Christmas Day"
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Versuri "Dido - Christmas Day"

 

A young gentleman came riding past,

On a snow blue winters day,

He asked to drink by our fire

And I was pleased to let him stay,

 

He drank there quietly for a while,

And then he turned and said to me,

 

Your eyes are green,

Like summer grass,

Your lips are red,

Like a fresh cut rose,

Your hair is soft,

Like an Irish stream,

And your voice,

Is filled with sweet beauty

 

And the last words I heard him say

 

Were I shall return,

For you,

My love,

On Christmas Day

 

And the night will come,

But I won't sleep,

As I watch the stars that lead him,

I cannot place where he is,

But still my heart goes with him,

I'm saving all my Sunday clothes

For the day that I'll be leaving,

Father knows,

My sister knows,

And my friends,

They're happy for me,

And the priest he says,

You should thank God,

For the blessing,

Of such beauty

 

And the last words

I heard him say,

 

Were I shall return,

For you,

My love,

On Christmas Day

I shall return,

For you,

My love,

On Christmas Day

 

(On Christmas Day)

 

(I shall return for you my love)

 

And the last words

I heard him say

Were the last words

I ever

Heard him say

 

I shall return,

For you,

My love

On Christmas Day

I swear,

I will return,

On Christmas Day,

And yes,

I shall return,

On Christmas Day,

I shall return,

For you,

On Christmas Day

My love,

I will return,

On Christmas Day

I shall return,

My love

On Christmas Day

 

On Chrïstmas Day

 

 

I surrender all attempts to control life...yours or mine. I live for one thing: To love you. To make you happy. To live firmly and joyously in the moment. November is all I know and all I ever want to know.

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