Give Me a Kiss
Give me a soft kiss,
Upon my rough cheek.
And I shall tell you.
Tell you of what?
Whatever you desire,
to hear, and I shall tell you.
Why do I cry?
Why do I die?
Why can't I hide my love for you?
I have no idea,
but to tell you one thing.
I am only human.
I am not born a Prince.
Who has golden jewels and limousines
at his possessions.
But what do I have?
Not much,
but I have what counts.
Love... Love that is what I have.
That is what I have for you.
Endless love for you.
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