First may I met him In the town of Shiraz
Violins played away Dancing through the night
In my ears he whispered Poems of colored passion
All the rubies in the world I would trade them
for his poems How I was mesmerized by his charm
Oceans so blue like his gentle eyes
I was in cloud nine and in heaven
But I would leave him standing by him self
* Midnight bells of Shiraz Chimed as I held his
hand In his eyes he knew that I would leave
For the last time we kissed Kowing that I would
leave Like a king he graciously let go
It was Shiraz *
* 반복
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