Lippen Schweigen
Helmut Lotti
Silent Lips
Lips are silent, violins whisper: Love me!
All the steps say please, love me!
Every touch of the hands clearly describes it to me
He clearly says it's true, it's true, you love me!
With every waltz step, the soul also dances,
the little heart jumps, it beats and pounds:
Be mine, be mine!
And the mouth doesn't speak a word
but it keeps sounding and always:
I love you so much, I love you!
Every touch of the hands clearly describes it to me
He clearly says it's true, it's true, you love me!
