Farewell
We take the train
"Two tickets please"
my eyes they start to burn
Cause yours will take
you home, my dear
and mine is a return
We're on our way
I stare and see
a teardrop slowly fall
You press your finger
on my lips
the silence says it all
Departure room
we're holding hands
last call to catch your flight
You murmur love
I won't forget
and fly into the night
"Two tickets please"
my eyes they start to burn
Cause yours will take
you home, my dear
and mine is a return
We're on our way
I stare and see
a teardrop slowly fall
You press your finger
on my lips
the silence says it all
Departure room
we're holding hands
last call to catch your flight
You murmur love
I won't forget
and fly into the night
Reacties op dit gedicht
| Yonathan: | Maandag, juni 04, 2001 22:23 |
| Prachtig... echt heel mooi... die zie je niet veel in het engels en foutloos hier ;) groetjes Yonathan & Danielle |
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| Auteur: Ivo Kroon | 
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| Gepubliceerd op: 04 juni 2001 | ||
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