When his mouth comes to whisper in my ear
A thousand tender words, a thousand marvels, a thousand secrets
It's love I think of
And that I hope for and wait for
When his lips come to rest on mine
And he holds me so tight in his arms
It's love I think of
And that I hope for and wait for
Love, that I call for silently at this moment
One day he swears, "I love you"
But already the next day
He's no longer the same
I'm nothing now
When his eyes come to fall below mine
And when my hair, by his hand, is caressed
It's love I think of
And that I hope for and wait for
Love, that I call for silently at this moment
One day he swears, "I love you"
But already the next day
He's no longer the same
I'm nothing now
And when one beautiful morning, for another girl
He left me, left me alone with my sorrow
It's love I dream of
I wonder, at this moment
If it truly exists or is only a dream