My Lover Lyrics - Kari Rueslatten

My lover always meets me with a smile 

My lover always kind, always patient 

My lover like honey and milk 

My lover on a cold November morning 

But on the former Sunday I gave him in 

And on the former Sunday he went away 

All the grief that I have caused is 

nothing now, compared to this 

All the grief that I have given him 

is nothing now, compared to this 

And I can see him as he lies there 

And I can see him in his grave 

My lover on a bed in the evening mist 

tender and pure in his last moment 

My lover on a bed, spreads his beautiful hair 

out on the pillow - out on me