[Mor Ve Ötesi] > The Faithful Lover

I hesitate to writE about the spring
There'S A fear with all that loveliness
The wilderness ı fell in everything
Though not alone ı thing of loneliness

Oh do not count on me for anything
Although ı love you as ı do the spring

Of gods late isolation in the sky
Of wisdom turned dispear not happiness
While we are togetheryou and ı
Abandone promises of future bliss

But love me with the truth now in your eye
Regard the early falling leaf_a kiss
Regard fidelitY A passing thing
It gives me courage when ı tell you this

Oh do not count on me for anything
Although ı love you as ı do the spring

Oh do not count on me for anything
Although ı love you as ı do the spring