Testo Evening Of Roses

Evening of roses Let's go out to the grove Myrrh, spices, and incense Are a carpet to walk on The night comes slowly A breeze of roses blows Let me whisper a song to you quietly A song of love At dawn, a dove is cooing Your hair is filled with dew Your lips to the morning are like a rose I'll pick it for myself. The night comes slowly A breeze of roses blows Let me whisper a song to you quietly A song of love