Love1, love, love,
love, love, love
I want your eyes to look at me again
Love, love, love,
love, love, love
I want to kiss your red lips again.
How could I not remember you,
how could I forget you
if everything reminds me of you,
you are everywhere.
For in a rose, you are there
for in every breathe, you are there
how am I supposed to forget you
how am I supposed to forget you
if when I kiss the cross you are there,
when I pray a prayer you are there,
how am I supposed to forget you
how am I supposed to forget you.
For you have nailed yourself here in my heart
and my love2, you have filled my soul,
and your blood runs through my veins
and my blood makes me quiver
when I'm with you. 3
1. the term of endearment, not 'love' itself.2. term of endearment3. lit. 'I with you'.