I know you will come again tonight
Into my dream, into my dream
I know that two drops of cold tears
Will fall on my palm
I know your lips like wine
Like roses, mature pomegranate
I know wind carries scent of the past
The first love as a present
Ref.
In your hair, oh
The morning brings us
Two drops of cold tears
In your hair, oh, roses and wine
I know your lips like wine
Like roses, mature pomegranate
I know wind carries scent of the past
The first love as a present