Charles Tooma - Malikta Shlita

You were to me, a quiet queen
In my eyes a love, from a sweet glance
You were to me, a quiet queen
In my eyes a love, from a sweet glance

Your beauty in my night, the light of life
Today my days, you are filled with sorrow
Your beauty in my night, the light of life
Today my days, you are filled with sorrow

Stored in my heart, that unique love of yours
Your name on my lips, remembered all the time
But you did not know my worth

Stored in my heart, that unique love of yours
Your name on my lips, remembered all the time
You left me, lost and sorrowful

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You replaced my love, with a foreign love
While my heart was, living for you
You replaced my love, with a foreign love
While my heart was, living for you

In your arms pleasure, drinking and getting drunk
I am in bed, worn out by sorrow
In your arms pleasure, drinking and getting drunk
I am in bed, worn out by sorrow

Stored in my heart, that unique love of yours
Your name on my lips, remembered all the time
But you did not know my worth

Stored in my heart, that unique love of yours
Your name on my lips, remembered all the time
You left me, lost and sorrowful