| never know how dear you are, |
my sweet, my heart, my love, Milan!
i always think and drink for you,
no matter how bad or well you do!
i\ ve always thought that you\ re the best
better, greater than the rest!
i cry for you, when you do bad
when you lose, I\ m going mad!
for you I\ d walk a thousand miles
you\ re the thing that makes me smile
i\ ll never leave you far behind
i love you when you mak