She — текст песни (Eurythmics)

She maybe the face I can`t forget
A trace of pleasure or regret
Maybe my treasure or the price I have to pay
She maybe the song that summer sings
Maybe the chill that autumn brings
Maybe a hundred different things
Maybe the measure of a day

She maybe the beauty or the beast
Maybe the famine or the feast
May turn each day into a heaven or a hell
She maybe the mirror of my dream
A smile reflected in a stream
She may not be what she may seem
Inside her shell

She who always seems so happy in a crowd
Who`s eyes can be so private and so proud
No one`s allowed to see them when they cry
She maybe the love that cannot last
May come from shadows of the past
That I remember until the day I die

She maybe the reason I survive
The why and wherefore I`m alive
The one I care for through the rough
Me, I take her laughter and her tears
And make them all my souvenirs
For where she goes I`ve got to be
The meaning of my life is she