Honeymoon

Lied von 1983, St. Andreasberg/Harz,
anläßlich des Semesterabschlusses "Bergbau"
Gitarrenduo Janine- Simône + Frank


I know, somewhere out in the world,
there is a gal for me,
I'd like, to find and make you mine,
how happy we would be,
we would'nt need a moonlight night,
we'd sit outdoors and spoon,
`cause , I would buy a rocket ship
and take you to the moon.
We would have our honeymoon on a rocket ship,
we would fly from star to star on our wedding- trip,
you could make your wedding gown
out of a big moonbeam,
sprinkle stardust in your black hair,
you'd be a perfect dream!

We'd sit on top of the universe
with no one else around,
I'd reach night up and pick the stars
and make you a pretty crown,
I'd place it on your little head,
and kiss your smilin' lips,
as we glided out thru space upon the rocket ship,
we would have our honeymoon on a rocket ship,
you could make your wedding gown
out of a big moonbeam,
sprinkle stardust in your black hair,
you'd be my perfect dream!

Then we'd go strollin' arm in arm
along the milky way,
we would visit ev'ry planets on our wedding- day,
we would laugh and love, Sweetheart,
and you could be my wife,
we would find the land of love out there in paradise.
We would have our honeymoon on a rocket- ship,
we would fly from star to star on our wedding- trip.
I take my old guitar along and we could softly croon,
on our jurney thru the sky and headed for the moon.



Honeymoon

Version für die Bemalung einer Gitarre

Simône, you'd be my perfect dream,
and I'm gonna tie a little gold string
around your finger, to tell you
that I love you, and that you're tied to me;
to keep you from don't forgetting me.

We would have our honeymoon on a rocket ship,
we would fly from star to star on our wedding- trip,
you could make your wedding gown out,
sprinkle stardust in your hair.

We'd sit on top of the universe
with no one else around,
I'd reach night up and pick the stars,
and make you a pretty crown,
place it on your little hand and kiss your smilin' lips,
as we glided out thru space upon the rocket ship.

Then we strollin arm in arm
along the milky- way,
we would visit ev'ry planets,
we would laugh and love,
Simône, and you could be my little wife.

We would find the land of love
out there in paradise.
I take this my old guitar along
and we could softly croon,
on your jurney thru the sky,
and headed for the moon,
you'd be my perfect dream!

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