Stephen Sondheim Simple ^{Ожидает модерации}

Simple these affairs that touch the heart.
Simple are the ways of love.
Simple as the touch of another's hand.
Simple enough for anyone to understand, but you.
Simple are the ways we come apart.
Simple as a babe is new.
Simple as a tree and as simple as a cloud.
Its as simple as the simplest things have always been.
Simple as the sun and the moon and the stars in the sky.
Simple are the ways we say good-bye.