Guitar in hand
It plays my heart’s tunes
As here, in my room, I stand
Eyes closed
All emotion flowing from my heart into my hand
Then out of my guitar’s notesHere I stand
All emotion flowing
Lost and confused
My heart is now showing I say, ‘let it show’
And continue to write and play my guitar
Out, my heart does flow
Onto the paper and from the guitar
This is how I let my heart go
And soon by what people read
They will know
This is how I let it go
* ذات ليلة شتائية حزينة
وعدتك أن اهديك إحدى معزوفاتي على القيتار
وافترقنا .. ومازلت أشعر أنني مدينة بالوفاء بوعدي
وسأفي به ولو بعد حين .
دمتم بفرح .. = )
