Sitting in my conservatory chair
I listen to the music flow,
and in the wee small hours
of the morning comes a voice
so soft and low.
Love songs Elvis is singing...
Blue Eyes Crying in The Rain.
On the reverse of his record:
Solitaire and For The Heart
and -
I'll Never Fall In Love Again.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem