Tomorrow I will sleep till birds awake me.
Sleep till sun rays beat upon my face.
Wait till the wind blows your sweet essence to my soul,
And know my heart will never break.
I will sleep till morrow comes.
You will sweep me off my feet.
I will taste your soft wet lips,
And there will be no time to weep.
I will sleep till time crashes onto the shore
And stops beside this wise old Oak,
Who sees every day unfold
And witnesses me sleep.
I will sleep till I awake.
This no one can stop,
but first I'll call to hear your voice,
Lest I forget to wake.
So much depends on you my love,
Each day and each tomorrow.
No one can love you as I do.
I'll sleep forever in my sorrow.
So hear me well and hurry home.
Don't let my life be slept away.
Each time I look into your bright lit eyes,
I miss and love you more and more.
A Lady's Life.
Paris Musette (serge 1232)
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I got this from Anji's Blog. Still Learning
Very inspiring Speech by Charlie Chaplin.Thanks Anji.
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8 comments:
A beautiful and romantic poem. So good NOT to sleep life away. So good to be awakened by a loving soul.
Thanks Sandy
:)
Paul Mauriat: How often did I listen to his music, a long, long time ago. Today nobody knows about him anymore.
Hi Peter! I do lol
So I keep him alive lol
Very cute doggy ! I haven't seen any kitties here yet, but as I know the little town so well I haven't been there yet, we always stayed in the hotel. The Russians are gone only a few left but they are behaving good.
I think they were locked in such a long time and had to line up for hours to get a bread, they need some time to get civilized again !
Gattina I see you understood my arabic hahahaha.
Ah it's the same everywhere.
It's not easy running a business. People take advantage.
The Russians don't have to do this anymore but when you are raised hungry and then suddenly see food everywhere I guess its only natural to want to make sure you are not left without.lol
LOVE the puppy photo!!!
Thanks Fifi :)
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