Faded 'Love'.

My legal love affair. The cool morning mist does nothing to prevent the pearls of pleasurable sweat you cause me. The places you take me when I sit on top of you. Of flowing rivers and wide chestnut trees, of chirping birds and fragrant flowers . Your strong reliable frame, sturdy below me. Keeping pace to my rhythm, moving in sync to my body. Thrilling yet safe. You and I are so good together.

The bell still rings out shrill and loud. After all this time. Although the bright red heart that stood for 'Love' is all but faded and gone, still the rest of the words are clear and bold as ever. Only we know how it reads, what it means. 'I my bike'. Our secret kept.

History is written by the victors

So sing with me.

Chorus:
Don't cry for trounced Argentina
The truth is they played like crap
All through the ball game
Their sad performance
They'll mourn their existence

And as for fortune, and as for fame
The German's invited them in
Now the world has seen they have got what it takes

It's not an illusion
They are the force they promised to be
The talent was here all the time
I love them and you'll love them too!