Speak to me of Love,
And I will tell you a story that never ends.
Speak to me of Love,
And I will tell you how it doesn’t matter,
How much you say she has aged,
And her beauty faded.
Not for me, never, I proudly say.
Speak to me of Love,
Tell me only that she said my name
Fondly, softly, in remembrance.
Speak to me again of love,
One last time, never ending.