Aida Neira - Poet and poem
текст песни

Her eyes are more precious than your kisses,
Her breaths are more verbose than her sighs.
In her eyes, in the mirrors of beauty,
Fairy worlds of magic.
I'll touch her soul with my soul,
I'll know a world that's bigger than the world.
On an autumn day
The poet and his poem met.
For I love you, my heart has not taken.
My confession is too late,
With angel wings and an aura of holy light,
Hear me, I pray you, my fate is sealed.
I'll touch her soul with my soul,
I'll know a world that's bigger than the world.
On an autumn day
The poet and his poem met.