Dent de Lion Songtext
von Being Berber

I chose this lot and stood my ground,
Gave it to the most lovely girl,
She held it close and smiled back.

We took a stroll along the way,
Shift ′n' hold we began to dance,
The trees above began to sway.

This is how it all began,
This is how it all began.


Memories of yesterday,
Written in today′s blowing wind,
Tears and Joys we took it all in.

Watching them grow across our yard,
Yellow to parachute white,
These were our hopes for the evermore.

Can I hold you in my arms and never let you go?
I need someone to love a friend where else would I go?
Oh I love you, won't you grow old with me?