一首哀伤的歌，有些像Gloomy Sunday： We lay my love and I beneath the weeping willow. But now alone I lie and weep beside the tree. Singing "Oh willow waly" by the tree that weeps with me. Singing "Oh willow waly" till my lover returns to me. Singing "Oh willow waly&quo......
Hold me close and hold me fast. This magic spell you cast; this is la vie en rose. When you kiss me, heaven sighs. And though I close my eyes I see la vie en rose. When you press me to your heart, I'm in a world apart. A world where roses bloom. And when you speak, angels fly from above......
