smile through your heart, your heart smile through your eye
Violinists wear the imprint on their necks with prideFor they are the players of harmony.Pilgrims, too, wear the imprint on their foreheads with prideFor they are the conductors of unity.And Lovers? W...
Loving you was hard, wanting you was harder, but kissing your forehead was insanity.
My CountryI don't have any caps left made back homeNor any shoes that trod your roadsI've worn out your last shirt quite long agoIt was of Sile clothNow you only remain in the whiteness of my hairInta...
Guys who kiss girls on the forehead are the sweetest and the best gentlemen you can ever have.
Hold my hands; kiss my forehead, hug me and look in my eyes; maybe today is the last day you can do this.