Netgedichten

netgedicht (nr. 84.262):

be one

Oh, my sleepless little sweetvoice
Listen to my tender heart

May I ask you, would you help me
Is 'be' a lady, is she sweet
I hope she won't live on the street
Is she a lady honey'bee'?

Who is that girl, who is that be
Is she like you, does she like me
O please Amean, do help me please
She calls herself 'be one, be one'
She even asked me, come to me!

I said dat weet ik nog zo nie
Wist ik het maar, ik weet het nie
...Be one with her, be one with me...
'k Heb miss Elim nog nooit gezien!

Ja echt Amean, ze heet Elim
Ik weet het niet, ze deed zo lief
But suddenly, how bittersweet
Houdt zij zich koest, 'k heb stil verdriet

Ze kwam en zag en overwon
Met gouden bergen in de zon
Ik wou haar wel, deed wat ik kon
Ze leek me echt een honeybee
Maar 'n honingbijtje was ze nie...

She begged me when I heard her call
To save her life from prison wall
She knew my love would conquer all
In springtime, summer, winter, fall

Though now her words ring out of key
'Be lieve,' 'be love' 'be one' with me
I hate the things she said to me

Cause I prefer the truth, Amean
An honest 'be', not one who dares
not even say goodbye to me