Текст Jim Reeves – Yours (Quiereme Mucho)

Yours till the stars lose their glory
Yours till the birds fall to sing
Yours to the end of life’s story
This pledge to you, dear I bring.

Yours in the gray of December
Here or on a far distant shore
I’ve never loved anyone the way I love you
How could I, when I was born to be, just yours.

Yours in the gray of December
Here or on a far distant shore
I’ve never loved anyone the way I love you
How could I, when I was born to be, just yours…