In the Night’s Breeze
by CHRISTINA M. GUNASEKERA
Take my loving heart, but be gentle, please.
Softly I whisper to your soul.
In vain, it is carried off in the night’s breeze.
My spirit becomes so weak and empty.
Crying, I am left in sorrow.
Take my loving heart, but be gentle, please.
Isn’t it I you wanted to marry?
It is my whole life you just stole.
In vain, it is carried off in the night’s breeze.
Gone are my sweet dreams of our life’s journey.
How could you be so shallow?
Take my loving heart, but be gentle, please.
With your departing, my soul you carry.
Fading my heart has lost its glow.
In vain, it is carried off in the night’s breeze.
Powerless, you have brought me to my knees.
As I beg for you not to go.
Take my loving heart, but be gentle, please.
In vain, it is carried off in the night’s breeze.