Love Tastes Like Strawberries - Nana Mouskouri

Love is fast like fingers flying

Love is soft like years of crying

While the spices interlace

Love' s got a fresh strawberry taste

And when the peddler cries strawberries

That' s when my heart replies, strawberries

Love tastes like strawberries

Met my love in the market place

My heart stopped when I saw his face

The very man said won' t you try this

We looked, we bought, we stole a kiss

The berries are gone and spring has pass

But I know my love will always last

For rain has gone with a sudden haste

Love' s got a fresh strawberry taste

Ai — ai — ai — ai — ai…