Your words reveal the beauty of your soul
A treasure once hidden deep in the sea
You speak to my ears with words of love
When I carv our hearts in the tree
But I'm not drinkin' your cup any more
'Cause you ain't my cup of tea
Your lips are soft and sweet as honey
When I suckle your rose like a bee
But your ears and eyes are deaf and blind
To the truth anybody can see
That I'm not drinkin' your cup any more
And you ain't my cup of tea
Your teardrops cling to the last of hopes
When you sing your song like a swan
But now, let's fill a last cup of sorrow
To old times forgot and foregone
And then, let us drink just one more toast
To the love that's forever gone
Copyright © 2009 Göran Gustafsson. All rights reserved
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
So baby, let's fill a last cup of sorrow To old times forgot and foregone Rahel Ann Butler