Sweet is the kiss on the lips of the lover. warm as the breath
Of the wind in the summer.
Bitter is the taste of good-bye on the 'morrow. so must it be,
Both of joy and of sorrow.
Chorus:
Yes, i can feel it like the wind in the summer. yes, i can feel
It every time i am with her.
Yes, i can feel it like good byes on the 'morrow. yes, i can
Feel it both of joy and of sorrow.
Gentle is the touch of the hand of the lover. soft as the voice
Of the heart speaking to her.
Heavy is the time to endure without her. so must it be, both
Together and asunder.
Yes, i can feel it, my heart speaking to her. yes, i can feel it
Every time i am near her.
Yes, i can feel it like the weight of forever. yes, i can feel
It both together and asunder.
