I Shoes to Love, Do You?
Our paths, a bed of thorns.
Our hearts bleed with compassion,
Out of Fortune, we may be .
So think well and think twice.
Wilt thou be mine, Love!
Happy by one word from thee
I choose to love, do you?
Our paths, a bed of thorns.
Our hearts bleed with compassion,
Out of Fortune, we may be .
So think well and think twice.
Wilt thou be mine, Love!
Happy by one word from thee
I choose to love, do you?