Sweet Marilyn

(альбом: Songs Of The Young World - 1969)

The sun was her hair, the sea was her eyes
Her voice was the warm summer wind
Possessing the beauty of a golden sunrise
I'll love her forever sweet Marilyn

The love in her smile is still warm in my heart
The ring of her laughter still echoes
Remembering the whisper I turned with a start
But it's just the strange way the wind blows

The sun was her hair, the sea was her eyes
Her voice was the warm summer wind
Possessing the beauty of a golden sunrise
I'll love her forever sweet Marilyn

As a beautiful flower that withers and dies
Leaves a fragrance still lingering
I only close my tear filled eyes
And it seems that she's still here with me

The sun was her hair, the sea was her eyes
Her voice was the warm summer wind
Possessing the beauty of a golden sunrise
I'll love her forever sweet Marilyn