Gudrun is special
color of the ice her eyes
hot and sweet sweet her heart.
color of the ice her eyes
hot and sweet sweet her heart.
She’s pretty and nice girl
she is a vulcan.
she is a vulcan.
Gold and sweet sweet her hair
like a tape of silk
that make she
most beautiful butterlay in Iceland.
like a tape of silk
that make she
most beautiful butterlay in Iceland.
She lives her word
there isn t panic in her eyes
but a tenderly smile for a friend.
there isn t panic in her eyes
but a tenderly smile for a friend.
She lives her days
like a dance in a wondefull sky
and sweet sweet
like a dream that i never want to say "Goodbye"
like a dance in a wondefull sky
and sweet sweet
like a dream that i never want to say "Goodbye"
Marco Vasselli
#1 by gudrun lilja on 19 giugno 2008 - 10:06 AM
thank u for that wonderful poem i love it
kisses