The Lover's Song

Tonight the fiery december embers shall cease As the frosty winter oceans freeze The cold ices my soul and freezes my whole But still I listen to ur call Come to me my lover,come to me! Let our shadows the chandeliers kindle,the best is yet to be As we dance to the melodies of the night's nightingale Sink into these my warm arms;be mine tonight..like lovers in France Let the cold freeze the swift flying time So you and I tonight may dine with sweet wine Be mine till our souls are alike,one in you and I Tonight let's spy at the moon shimmering upon the vast seas Upon us let the tranquil winter rains fall As the blue spring skies unveil,before the autumn winds form Be mine as my youthful black hairs turn to sheds of grey As together we fray away all the way.