Nowadays I become a poet,
A conqueror of all rooms in your heart,
Shall the stars joined up with us ?,
Whenever your smile were my lovely songs.
My love, don't you hear a thunder speaks about you ?,
" This one is my dearest in love ",
Purified by your beauty,
As long as the road of life goes by.
Shall a lullaby song sleeps me in winter ?,
As if only you within a desire,
Flying over the ocean of missing you,
My love, let me hug you in the beauty of morning sun.
Ps : the greatest love is in you
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