He stands beside her and puts flowers in her braids
Leans forwards, holds her in his arms and kisses her on lips
She closes her eyes, rests in his arms, smiles opening her eyes
Looks into his eyes, melts in love and starts floating in air
She hears his soft voice whispering love into her ears
Her heart flutters and she whispers: I love you, love you too
She feels infinite pleasure walking hand in hand on the boulevard
Where in glittering cafes and bars lovers are with their dates
She is no dowdy dresser, she is a high fashioned girl
High heels, short skirts, her long hair with curls
Women envy her, men envy him, they are so much in love
Doves on boughs move closer, coo coo and preen each other
How handsome, beautiful, charmimg they both look together
Moon bends down to kiss them and gives them its splendor
They move like the movement of a calm river in spring
She leans on his shoulder, it's love from heart, no fling.
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