Along with that roses waiting for dawn, is a guy waiting in her lawn,
like a moon for her to come, over the balcony walls as he starts to hum,
and stand like a princess in the moonlight, as to shine over her the stars fight.
And the prince stands midst the roses, and he kneels and for her, poses,
his arms wide open for her, to keep her warm like a coat of fur,
Ladder he points to her beside, she can climb down and be by his abide.
And in the moonlight, she comes dressed in white,
around her waist passes his hand, as she stands for his magic wand.
Into her other his fingers embrace, and they rise high showing heaven's ways.
The opera plays cool and slow, and on toes they dance the bella bow.
He holds her index high, and she goes round as the violins cry,
and the prince and his girl, go in dance to sway and swirl.
They dance in a rhythmic go, they dance at the nature's show.
They dance in a love divine, in moonlight like a star they do shine.
like a moon for her to come, over the balcony walls as he starts to hum,
and stand like a princess in the moonlight, as to shine over her the stars fight.
And the prince stands midst the roses, and he kneels and for her, poses,
his arms wide open for her, to keep her warm like a coat of fur,
Ladder he points to her beside, she can climb down and be by his abide.
And in the moonlight, she comes dressed in white,
around her waist passes his hand, as she stands for his magic wand.
Into her other his fingers embrace, and they rise high showing heaven's ways.
The opera plays cool and slow, and on toes they dance the bella bow.
He holds her index high, and she goes round as the violins cry,
and the prince and his girl, go in dance to sway and swirl.
They dance in a rhythmic go, they dance at the nature's show.
They dance in a love divine, in moonlight like a star they do shine.