Leslie Fish - Bella Dona lyrics

(Lyrics by Joe Bethancourt) (Performed by Joe Bethancourt) Lady, the wind blowing cold from the mountain That covers the branches with ice, Can't put out the hot fire that burns in my bosom -- Your eyes promise me Paradise. I am a poor man, some say I'm half crazy, Son of the stones of the earth; But I live for your smile and I yearn for your kisses. Tell me, what is my love for you worth? Lady, I cannot provide you with presents: Silver and gold I have none, No castle in Spain and no fine blooded horses, No rich golden fields 'neath the Sun. I am a poor man, some say I'm half crazy, Son of the wind and the rain; But all that I have to you I give freely, The laughter and joy, and the pain. Lady, I am not a hero of battles, To rescue and steal you away; I have no pavilions with soldiers and armies To marshal at breaking of day. I am a poor man, some say I'm half crazy, Son of the mists of the sea; Come to me softly, oh, come to me gently, Come to me warm, wild, and free. Lady, I sit and I watch you for hours, I watch every move that you make. I see how the sunlight sits softly upon you; In moonlight you make my heart break. I am a poor man, some say I'm half crazy, Son of the sand and the stone; Lady, smile on me and tell me you love me, I'm tired of being alone. I am a poor man, some say I'm half crazy, Son of the sword and the knife; Lady, I pledge you my sword and my honor, My heart, and my pride ... and my life!