
It's the way she fills my senses. It's the perfume that she wears. I feel I'm losing my defencesDieses Lied von Westlife lief an einem Tag in meinem Auto. Da ich in dem Text nur Nadia gesehen habe und mir nochmals bewusst wurde, wie toll und wunderbar dieses Geschenk Gottes an mich ist, tat ich folgendes:
to the colour of her hair. And every little piece of her is right. Just thinking about her Takes me through the night. It's the way she's always smiling. That makes me think she never cries. I feel like I'm losing my defences to the colour of her eyes.
Every time we meet, the picture is complete. She's all I ever need to fall in love again. I knew it from the very start: She's the puzzle of my heart!
Ich kurbelte das Fenster hinuter, sah in den Himmel und schrie Gott aus Dankbarkeit ein DANKE entgegen!
ICH LIEBE DICH, NADIA!!!
