Kari Rueslatten - My Loveradd

G#mMy lover always meets me with a smileE F#My lover always kind, always patientG#mMy lover like honey and milkE F#My lover on a cold November morningG#m D#mBut on the former Sunday I gave him inE F# A# CAnd on the former Sunday he went awayG#m D#mAll the grief that I have caused isE F#Nothing now, compared to thisG#m D#mAll the grief that I have given himE F#Is nothing now, compared to thisE G#mAnd I can see him as he lies thereE F# G#mAnd I can see him in his graveG#mMy lover on a bed in the evening mistE F#Tender and pure in his last momentG#mMy lover on a bed, spreads his beautiful hairE F#Out on the pillow out on me.