Kiss Me

Kiss me out of the bearded barley.

Nightly, beside the green, green grass.

Swing, swing, swing the spinning step.

You wear those shoes and I will wear  that dress.

Oh, kiss me beneath the milky twilight.

Lead me out on the moonlit floor.

Lift your open hand.

Strike up the band and make the fireflies dance,

silver moon's sparkling.

So kiss me.

Kiss me down by the broken tree house.

Swing me high upon its hanging tire.

Bring, bring, bring your flowered hat.

We'll take the trail marked on your father's map.





Eu quero ter um momento Kiss Me. Fica a dica!


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