The Weight of My Heart

Theses tears might feel nasty, pat pas
Beat heartless, reclining pat pas
Our rose has become our tough spot
I will you to have it at last
The face that could pardon all fault
Without her I hardly can stand

Take to me, take to me, oh, oh

These tears might feel nasty, pat pas
I hide them from every but her
We’ll start living life again soon
With comfort and twice the full heart
And I come to pluck the glad tune
We meet on the platform that’s best

My heart weighs beyond the small bed
I can’t makе it better or less
I wish that you’ll keep us in mind
And both of us rеmind how we may

Who can prepare for true love
Who can forbid that we get enough from it
Ana, let’s come to the spot their eyes watch
Let us kiss in the spot their eyes watch