Your honey lips, kiss gently, tenderly...
I look into your eyes, like the sky,
Your lips whisper the words so earnestly, sincerely...
And, heart beating like a flame in the ice.
I hold in the palms of your trembling fingers...
Something I think that and the body shaking...
Like in a silent movie, we do the first dance...
Only the wind roars in my temples, and the leaves rustle.
Who will make the first step, who is the second inappropriate...
When the soul flies with your pleasure...
When constellations in the sky, is ablaze there always, forever...
Ah, you and I are dear, like doves...
Your lips honey-spring, in the tides...
When the snow gently, the snowdrop will grow...
When the heavenly silence, the bird sings, so gently...
Love is like a flower, we blossom.