THERE ARE SEAS AND THERE ARE HILLS I WANT TO REVIEW

“The most painful thing is losing yourself in the process of loving someone too much, and forgetting that you are special too.”

― Ernest Hemingway, Men Without Women

 

 

Soundtrack : www.youtube.com/watch?v=iBZaLPEhq04

UN'EMOZIONE PER SEMPRE – EROS RAMAZZOTTI (An Emotion (That Lasts) Forever)

 

UNEQUAL MEASURES OF LOVE

 

Though I love you I cannot stay

there is so much I want to do

please know it is better this way

for this is all that I can promise you

I will keep your love in my heart forever

the fire from our golden hour will keep me warm

on a cold Winter's night when the snow falls down like melting stars

I will remember you gently and recall your soft tears

I could never have made you happy

I pray that you see it this way now

I have given all I had to give you

and I would have fallen down in the innocence of your eyes

I couldn't bear to see you hurt

so it's better to have ended it this soon

better you think of me kindly than to think me a fool

please don't wait for me in the darkness

you are so pure and born of the light

your presence is precious and deserves only the best

but I know myself and know that it must be with somebody else

in my memory you are still laughing

with your smiling Irish eyes

dancing until the new dawn has broken

through the parting of the sombre night skies

the dew on the lawn sparkles and welcomes

the first day of the rest of your life

and if in the distance you can still hear the thunder

that carries it's power to you

let it lift up your heart and embrace all your sadness

let the sun dry your tears along with the dew

tilt your head toward the sky and sing a sweet song

embrace the freedom life has given to you

don't ever close your heart and mind because of me

you are worth a million of me; from here to infinity and more

I will always love you in my own special way

but put the memory of me away within a closed drawer

lock it and throw away the key

but keep your heart open; your one special love is still yet to come

forgive me my special friend; it could never be me

you deserve someone to love you equally

unequal measures of love will never do for you or for me.

 

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