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.