I wish I could pick you like a flower, I would smell it from a branch, I would kiss you like a mirror, I wish I was in front of you like a mirror, I wish I was like a comb, on your hair, how nice it is to give you a cup for the sake of laughter, open your lips in my heart in the middle of this, God will stop promising you
... Let us make a passion [make a passion] and let us raise a cry of joy to the heavens
... The
cry of our joy rises to the heavens, how pleasant it is to give you the cup when you laugh, open your lips in the middle of this, God forbid that promise, I wish I had
plucked you like a flower, I would have smelled it with enthusiasm, and if I had kissed it , I wish I had been in front of you like a mirror, I wish I had been on your hair like a comb, how pleasant it is to give you that cup for laughter. Opening your lips in my heart in the midst of this failure to God from your promise
... Let us make a passion [make a passion] and let us raise a cry of joy to the heavens
... Let us make a saddle, so let us fulfill, let us make a passion [make a passion], let us
raise the call of our joy to the heavens,
how good it is to give you a cup for laughter, to open your lips, to open my heart in the midst of this, to God, to make a promise to you, my heart is broken in the midst of this, O God, to make a promise to
you, my heart is broken in the midst of this, to God for your promise, to God for your promise.
