Dont ask me what I saw of you, you have a
flower of laughter blooming from everyone other than you, my
share of this day, the color of spring, the
fragrance of the breeze, the soul, the delicate,
the beautiful, dear, the acquaintance,
the hope, the air, the voice
to you, as if my breath became permanently closed to you, as if my heart was tired
from this,
for me, you are like a flowing river,
like the springs, clear as a nightingale, the song of blood, the
heart to the chain, your gaze The heart of the party, you are the verse of love, my life, you are cheap, you are delicate,
you are
beautiful, dear, the acquaintance
of hope, the air, a voice
to you, as if my breath has been closed forever, to you, as if my
heart is tired of this tiredness,
O my passion and drunken voice,
do not say that we are together, you have the
cup of the millennium, you have the
candle of the heart, the dark
nights, the color of spring, the fragrance of the breeze, the soul of the date,
the delicate, the beautiful, dear, the acquaintance of
hope, the air, a voice
to you, as if my breath became permanently closed
. You seem to be tired of this tiredness.
