You love me it’s my boast
Not me, says my lonely heart
Make me unhappy shedding of tears
But why I can’t wipe your face?
How could I tell what’s my pleasure?
Depth of it, how could I measure?
Only I have seen in your eyes
And says my heart so nice, so nice
I can feel myself in your soul
Your sweet lips broken the entire wall
You converted my flinch mind into broad
Inhaling your sublime fragrance become cloud
I am hanging between reality and dream
Exquisite unknown strife is extreme
Now you leave me or kiss me depend upon you
Mind is the master of all trade, as I know
Such are the vicissitudes of life !