Having you like sleeping Gravity of a bubble for the eyes of your love Your love like you You are like an imaginary touch You are a poem of a lucrative poem I sleep in your story You are a tale
Whatever you are Whatever you are I am dear Wishing you You are the last hope
O honest voice The romantic air The season with you The season of flowers and songs Forever stay and go to me Be clean and clear fountain Wish you You are hopeful Whatever you are For me the most dear Wish you are Last hope
Breath of Window Without You Breath of Curse I wish you smell your body Spring
Whatever you are for me the most dear Wishing you You are the last hope you are Whatever you are Dearest to me Wishing you
