Please sing another song to me, my dear
Your voice becomes the mirror of our peace
Reflecting joy and love --it brings you here
Upon this bed where lovers' music meets
The melody and harmony will play
As skin to skin we synchronize our tunes
The rythm of our movements will not fade
And summer sounds will echo heat in June
This tango of our souls cannot compete
With hymns or verses sung in sweetened rhyme
Our breathless sighs become the sweaty beat
While passion's notes resound within our eyes
When you sing your beautiful songs to me
I know how perfect life can really be
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