Love Is Şiiri - Hande Ortay

Love Is

Love is a wonderful thing
It's the blue rose, that only grows in your lovers eyes
Love is the best way of giving a reason to be living
The golden crown, that makes you a prince or a princess

And the fingers of your love touched your silent heart and make the world still
You feel in a high windy hill
And mutter how to sing
Yes thats true, love is a special thing

Hande Ortay
22.10.2016 (Istanbul, Fatih) 21:38

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