sexta-feira, 6 de março de 2009

...little jack is acting wild,
he's made me a crown of flowers
he's splashing me with water
we've been dancing here for hours
he takes me in his arms,
and in this tender thrill,
i marvel at my chances,
i'm so happy to be Jill

true love and water
for both of our lips
he has a lovely voice,
i adore to hear him sing
he's forgotten he's a peasant boy,
he's acting like a king
he's promising me castles
and pleasure manifold
he thinks the town will shower him
with silver and with gold
he's running down the hill,
he seems to have forgotten our task
because the water keeps on spilling
and he's pulling me too fast
he says come on, lovely Jill,
the sun is going down
we've got to show the world,
show them what we've found
it's written in the stars...

true love and water
erica buettner

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