the night And her hair, in a fine mist floats on my pillow Reflecting the glow of the winter moonlight She is soft, she is warm but my heart remains heavy And
Translation: Simon And Garfunkel. Wednesday Morning, 3 A.M..
night, And her hair, in a fine mist Floats on my pillow, Reflecting the glow Of the winter moonlight. She is soft, she is warm, But my heart remains heavy, And