Love is born with the pleasure of looking at each other, it is fed with the necessity of seeing each other, it is concluded with the impossibility of separation!
The very thought of You, and I forget to do the little ordinary things that everyone ought to do. I see your face in every flower Your eyes in the stars above It's just thought of you The very thought of you, my love
My love for you is like water, falling countless… the beating of my heart, for you is so heavy and soundless, the feeling of being in your arm is so precious and endless.
