गीत निर्देशांक
ENमूल बोल
अनुवाद अभी उपलब्ध नहीं है। मूल बोल दिखाए जा रहे हैं।
Here I am waiting
For my true love to come
When the storm's melting
To have rest in my arms
Under my windows
White flowers grow
Through the rhye meadow
He'll come I know
What if he comes here
With gun in his hands
I will have no fear
As I never had
I will fall deeply
Into his caress
Then he'll be sleeping
Upon my chest
Promise I'll be waiting
But if he comes too late
Remember me but forget about my fate
