I have to start with the acacia perfume, I have to sing you with the wet sound of rain, I fly to you from watching the canary , I bridge to you, I reach you from my excuses, from all the nights, I reach you, they smell
your perfume again, my songs are filled with your name, my romance reaches you from flowers, poetry, and stars
, you are not again, but remember here, it is time to flower the dream,
I will reach you from this lotus night.I reach you through this gray path to you that you take my memories to you forever, I bridge to you from excuses, my hair from all the nights, I reach you again , they smell your perfume again, my songs are filled with your name, my romance reaches you from flowers, poems, and stars,
you are not again, but remember that this is the time to flower is a dream.
