The BusEarly morning, 1st of mayOn the bus number oneRight after the night has goneWe´ll meet just like every dayYou enter to the middle doorAnd approach the seatThe seat next to meAnd you sit down silentlyWhat should I do?To say I love you, to hold your hand ?Temptation I can´t resistBut first think to let you know,Is to tell you : I exist !
The ManThere was a dogJust a puppyBut very soonHe was taken from his mummyHe stayed for a while in a cageThere was nothing to doThere was nothing to playHe stayed in that cage all dayAnd then in the afternoonA young girl came in with her mumThey taken him homeAnd he was having funAll day he played with this girlSusie was her nameBut than something has happendAnd after that it has never been the sameSusie stept on his tailIt was a terrible painAnd than in bout of angerHe bit herHer ankel was bleedingAnd he was very sorryBut they threw him in the streetEnd of the storyOr not ?One cold nightAfter he had a hard fightWith a big strong dogHe was dying in the fogBut then man from the dark cameHe took him and loved himSo after all there is a happy endHe wanders the streets with his human friend
The DogThere was a manwandering the streetson his ownwith no company at allNo penny in his pocketjust a few cigars and stolen phonebut no one to callhe had no friends no friends at allOne freezy winte nightwhile the city was asleephe saw something on the streeta little dirty ball of furHe came closerto find outthere was a little puppyall covered in the mudHe crouched to pick it upthe puppy blinked and sneezedlicked his arm closed its eyesand quickly fell asleepNext day he woke upthe street was still wetbut now he was not alonethere was his new petNow there is a man and his dogthe wander thru the rain and fogthey suffer from thirst and hungerbut now they have each other
There Is Someone For You TooSometimes no matter how you tryYou won´t find love until you dieBut its not as hard as it seems to beJust open up your eyes and seeSomewhere on the EarthIs someone who is WorthWho is Worth to die forSomeone who would hold your doorThat someone would never let you dieHe would make you belive you can flyHe would always be by your sideSomeone who would love you to be his brideSo if you seek for loveDont look high aboveOpen your eyes and see the truthThere is somene for you too
Like The Sweetest StrawberiesMy soul was full of sorrowwindy graveyard with no kitelike night sky with no starjust a dark room but no lightThan Amour hit my hearthwith his warming arrowhe lit the torch of loveand now there´s no shadowAnd when I wait for you aloneit may seem as foreverI know that it won´t be longand we will be togetherEverytime you get off busand smile the way you smileI look up in your eyesfor a litlle whileAnd when I hear your voicethe way you speakI can feel the warmth insidejust like when you singI fondle you on your backI Kiss your nose and smell your hairthan bow my sight down to your chestand slowly reach your underwearSeconds turn to minutesminutes turn to hoursas we sail in our oceanof our sweetest emotionsYou are my sun my noon skymy moon, my little staryou may have som clauds and scarsbut I just love you the way you areWith your virtues and your sinsyour every single piecebut by far the best are your lipssweet like sweetest strawberies
No!What was the reasonand why did it happen ?was i trying too hard ?to get the key to your hearth ?Were you faking your smiles ?the sweet words were lies ? and was your love deadwhen I looked in your eyes ?And what did you think ?when I kneeledasked you the questionand offered you ring ?And if I asked you againwould the answer be same ?would you wear the white dressand change your last name ?When I am old and greyand all aloneI still feel same painlike when you said no
Nocturnal Decleration of LoveAs I lie awake on the bedI can feel the warmth of your breathis it real or just in my mind ?are you here or am I blind ?So I whisper into the dark:Are you here ?I have something to tell youso listen what you´ll hearAll this time that i have known youi admired and loved youbut you never seemed to seefeelings inside of meYou just smiled and disappearddid you her my secret ?no you were just a dreamI will tell you when you´re real
The Shy One, With Brown HairThe first time we metI saw you sitting on the chairsitting quiet like a cloudhidden beauty in the croudI liked youwithout doubtbut I was nervous,how to start ?My speechseemed very awkwardi wished to impress youand move forwardBut you were so shyand so was Ibut when i saw your smilei knew you'd be mine