Oh, sing to me, baby, oh She was a poetry girl I adored Late at night, I'd hear songs from her window Myrrh and frankincense seeped Through her door
Sing to me... She was a poetry girl I adored Late at night I'd hear songs from her window Myrrh and frankincense seeped through her door And they lingered
Vertaling: Eric Benet. Poetry Girl.
Vertaling: Best Man klankbaan. Poetry Girl [Eric Benet].
