Green Grows the Lauret - Klaus Doldinger
Lyrics by:Klaus Doldinger
Composed by:Klaus Doldinger
Green grows the laurel and sweet falls the dew
Sorry was I are I parte be you
But my our next meeting if you well prove true
We'll changed the green laurel for the violet so blue
She pastes my window both early and late
And the hugs the she kiss me they make my have been
And the hugs the she kiss me they give my have soul
For had she as the true love I wants that I do