Marisa

“Marisa" ©2014, Sharon Glassman (BMI)

The sky is blue, the sea is green.
The sky is blue, ah, but the sea is green.
Mon âme, mon ange, mon ange, ma vie.
When will you show your love for me,
Marisa?

The sun is gold, the moon is white.
The sun is gold, the moon shines white.
Mon âme, mon ange, mon ange, ma vie.
When will you show your love for me,
Marisa?

Oh, the day is warm, but the night is cold.
Oh, today is yours. I am growing old!
Mon âme, mon ange, mon ange, ma vie.
When will you show your love for me?
Marisa. Ah, Marisa.