THE VOICE OF MY HEART

(This is the female version, male version also available)

When I saw him leave on that old train,
I heard that strange voice of my heart again.
That voice, which once lit a flame of jealousy,
won't leave me, it betrays me constantly.

If I never had listened to you,
everything good had come true.
Now in my regrets you don't afford any
consolations, though I've cried for many.

So he left me with a poor farewell.
I suppose for some sane who looks swell.
The look in his dark eyes was die-hard,
all because of the voice of my heart.

All I had of love and faithfulness
you tore to pieces with suspiciousness.
Your jealous madness made me mistrust,
your indiscrimination suppressed my-y lust.

So he left me with a poor farewell.
I suppose for some sane who looks swell.
The look in his dark eyes was die-hard,
all because of the voice of my heart.

© 1997-2016 Bengt Lundberg, Kungsör Sweden

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