First of 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 chentle eyes
I was in cloud nine and in heaven
But I would leave him standing by himself
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 Knowing that I wou leave
Like a king he graciously let go
It was in Shiraz
Midnight bells of Shiraz Chimed as I held his hand
In his eyes he knew that I would leave
For the last time we kessed Knowing that
I would leave Like a king he graciously let go
It was in Shiraz