Kari Rueslatten - My Loveradd

FmMy lover always meets me with a smileC# D#My lover always kind, always patientFmMy lover like honey and milkC# D#My lover on a cold November morningFm CmBut on the former Sunday I gave him inC# D# G AAnd on the former Sunday he went awayFm CmAll the grief that I have caused isC# D#Nothing now, compared to thisFm CmAll the grief that I have given himC# D#Is nothing now, compared to thisC# FmAnd I can see him as he lies thereC# D# FmAnd I can see him in his graveFmMy lover on a bed in the evening mistC# D#Tender and pure in his last momentFmMy lover on a bed, spreads his beautiful hairC# D#Out on the pillow out on me.