Layla (english)

Wind rolls down the meadow, Pain follows me like a shadow, Do you still long for me, Where have you gone, oh, sorrow. Rosemary in your hair, And a flower by the fountain, Layla. How could you ever love another. My dove, lovely dove, Not a song, bring her my tears. When they ask for your hand, My love, I won't be there, Sorrow is easy to forgive. But love is not forgiven, ever. How could you ever love another. My dove, lovely dove, Not a song, bring her my tears. Now I go, for I have loved, The one who could never be mine. My dove, lovely dove, Not a song, bring her my tears. Now I go, for I have loved, The one who could never be mine. Why did I love you, Layla.