This song of mine
Hymn of love
I sing it to you now
With my pain
So strong, so big
that it pierces my heart.
/>But the morning is clear
among the fields the smell of wine
I dreamed of you and now
I still see you there
Ah, so much nostalgia
Fresco of hill
I cry what madness
It was then leaving.
This melody
Hymn of love
I sing it to you and I feel
All my pain
So strong, so great
that it pierces my heart.
But the morning is clear
among the songs a great mill
there it is my destiny was born
bitter without youÂ
bitter without you.
And this heart sings
A sweet melodrama
it is the hymn of love
That I will sing for you
It is a melodrama that
That I sing without you.

KORREKTUREN ÃœBERMITTELN