Paintings - Avtandil Makharoblidze
Lirics:
My dear Lorenzo you take my hand
And understand the tears that I have cried
We light the candles and pour the wine
and laugh as if you’ll never leave my side
you take me in your arms and tell me
that I’ll always be the only one
and then you’re gone
you come to see me on a Saturday
presenting peonies knowing just what to say
we dance until the break of dawn
I turn my back and then you’re gone
Swirling in a sea