Текст песни: Holding The Mirror For Sophia Loren + перевод

Each and every day

I think of him

So tender and dear

As if he was here

Offer his witchy words

Sometimes sweet

Sometimes mean

And there will always be

This image of a glamorous scene

When you held the mirror

For Sophia Loren

In his trembling hands

Charmed by her beauty

Although he was gay

Each and every day

I think of him

I never forget

The last time we met

In an open home

So very far away

Still, we are clear

And all the more dear

Telling me yet another time

How he felt

When he held the mirror

For Sophia Loren

In his trembling hands

Shook by her beauty

Although he was gay

Each and every day

I think of him

And his bitter sweet stories

Of the Beatles in London

Way back in the past

Of bus sing reel

And the meeting he’s been

And when I think of him

I see him holding the mirror

For Sophia Loren

Knocked out by her beauty

In his trembling hands

In his shaking hands

Knocked out by her beauty

Times on end

Times on end

Times on end

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