La Hierba Se Movia
Lia Crucet
The Grass Was Moving
Memories of such a beautiful afternoon...
I went to spend the afternoon with my little black one
We walked towards the little hill
And comfortably we lay down on the grass
And the grass was moving, was moving, was moving
And the grass was moving, was moving, was moving
Since it wasn't too late, we went further inside
I was telling him things, what I feel for him
And comfortably we lay down on the grass
And the grass was moving, was moving, was moving
There are things that are not forgotten, that are not forgotten
From our lives
There are wonderful things like memories
From our lives
There are things that are not forgotten, that are not forgotten
From our lives
There are wonderful things like the afternoon when I had you
I went to spend the afternoon with my little black one
We walked towards the little hill
And comfortably we lay down on the grass
And the grass was moving, was moving, was moving
And the grass was moving, was moving, was moving
Since it wasn't too late, we went further inside
I was telling him things, what I feel for him
And comfortably we lay down on the grass
And the grass was moving, was moving, was moving
There are things that are not forgotten, that are not forgotten
From our lives
There are wonderful things like memories
From our lives
There are things that are not forgotten, that are not forgotten
From our lives
There are wonderful things like the afternoon when I had you
And the grass was moving, was moving, was moving
And the grass was moving, was moving, was moving
And the grass was moving, was moving, was moving
And the grass was moving, was moving, was moving
