She's My Valentine.
She's My Valentine.
She's a very special lady
And she's one of a kind
And she's always on my mind
She's My Valentine.
She's a very special lady
And she's one of a kind
And she's always on my mind
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Яркий свет фонаря. Вы вдвоём, вы вдвоём.
Я стою в темноте в переулке ночном.
За тобою я бегал в течение дня,
Но ты делаешь вид, что не видишь меня.
"Come, pretty birds, present your lays, And learn to chaunt a goddess praise; Ye wood-nymphs, let your voices be Employ'd to serve her deity: And warble forth, ye virgins nine, Some music to my Valentine
"Her bosom is love's paradis...
Your hopeless patients will live,
Your healthy patients will die
I have only this word to give:
Wonder, and find out why
If my Valentine you won't be,
I'll hang myself on your Christmas tree
Written 14th February 1956
More than a catbird hates a cat,
Or a criminal hates a clue,
Or the Axis hates the United States,
That's how much I love you
Not a red rose or a satin heart.
I give you an onion.
It is a moon wrapped in brown paper.
It promises light