Two days ago,
Three birds were sitting on a branch.
A fourth one came flying in and asked,
"Do te have five worms?"
"No, not even six." They replied,
Shaking their heads seven times.
Eight days later there were just two.
A robin with
nine più days to live,
And a chickadee, cincia bigia with ten days until they die.
The robin asked,
"Will te be the Queen of my heart?"
The chickadee, cincia bigia replied,
"Only if you'll be my king for the rest of my days.
They had a small chick named Jack,
And he filled their hearts.
But it was too soon.
Kids found the dead bodies and beat them with clubs,
And I found them and buried them with the spades.
I used diamonds as the gravestone.
Looks like Amore can come from a broken heart.
Not even the Joker can make me laugh now.
But an ace of cards told me this story.
Three birds were sitting on a branch.
A fourth one came flying in and asked,
"Do te have five worms?"
"No, not even six." They replied,
Shaking their heads seven times.
Eight days later there were just two.
A robin with
nine più days to live,
And a chickadee, cincia bigia with ten days until they die.
The robin asked,
"Will te be the Queen of my heart?"
The chickadee, cincia bigia replied,
"Only if you'll be my king for the rest of my days.
They had a small chick named Jack,
And he filled their hearts.
But it was too soon.
Kids found the dead bodies and beat them with clubs,
And I found them and buried them with the spades.
I used diamonds as the gravestone.
Looks like Amore can come from a broken heart.
Not even the Joker can make me laugh now.
But an ace of cards told me this story.
to see the light in your eyes
to hear the beating of your heart
to feel your soft lips against mine
to take in your taste and the way te smell
with te i feel like were floating in air
and are bodys are Lost in the sands of time
i can see te smill as i see u cry
and with u the giorno will never die
your touch is light as a feather
that from the graceful wing of a bird
the night is ours
and the moon is full bringing light to our eyes
we fall to the sweet scented grass
soft and wet with teardrop dew
we lay there hand and hand
pulse to pulse
no matter what the night brings
i know that i can put my cuore in your hands
never to regret my choice
for u are the one soul on earth that it belongs to
and u put urs in mine
and i see in ur eyes
that what is true for me is true for u