Текст Ron Pope – Wildflowers

Love of my life, your father never watched the sky,
And your mother cried in bed.
So you danced alone, and colored pictures,
In a house where no one listened while you spoke.

And I can not promise you a fortune,
‘Cause I’ve been a poor boy all my life.
All that I have to give are these two empty hands to keep you warm,
While I sing
Na na na na na na na na
I will remember
Na na na na na na na na

You and I both, we found our place among the wildflowers,
Lost, but not alone.
And I understand, all of the compromise it takes,
For you to let me breathe your air.

I don’t know much about the heavens.
Most constellations just seem like stars.
But I’ll open up my mind, and these two empty hands will keep you warm,
While I sing
Na na na na na na na na
I will remember.
Na na na na na na na na
Oh and I’ll sing
Na na na na na na na na
I will remember, Love, oh yeah.

I will not lie about perfection, ’cause we’ll have our dark and troubled days.
Love I can not help but smile, ’cause my once empty hands are filled with yours,
and we’ll sing
Na na na na na na na na
I will remember.