Texty písní Harry Belafonte

Harry Belafonte

Don't Ever Love Me

While in that gay tropic isle

I first saw that maiden smile

Though I had failed in the past

I said "this is true love at last"

But then she whispered to me

That our love never could be

Destiny, oh when will I see the day?

Hopelessly, I've wandered so long this way

"This could never be" she said pleadingly

"Don't ever love me, I'm just fancy-free"

"This could never be" she said pleadingly

"Don't ever love me"

My love was motion and grace

The moonlight soft on her face

I held her close in my arms

My heart was quick to her charms

But then I saw in her glance

It was just an evening's romance

"This could never be" she said pleadingly

"Don't ever love me"