Madam ...
what are we doing..?
When love disease
And unable to Chweena Medicine
Or how to become love ..?
Love ma'am ...
Stir letters Balofuah
And operates the eyes of words
And fills notebooks Bstor Wanderer
And hold hands and pens
And Basaho and dreams
The most beautiful and fresher speech
It fills the universe goodness and peace
And push for action and not to surrender
The difficulties of life and pain
Love ma'am ...
For him to walk long Baldrob
And its climb high mountains
Nmtti horseback riding and stars and moons
And shave until we get to the top of galaxies
And its light the torches light Bosabana
To light up the moment of pain in the sky of love
Nohb and our blood to the last drop
The redemption of the land and home
For the moment of freedom
And the removal of oppression for Almazlmomcin
Love ma'am ...
Makes it impossible for easy
And pumped life hearts Aldhla
He says the difficulties Welcome
Love us shade from the heat
And the cold of winter warmer
Love bitterness days honey
And nowadays it becomes sweetest
Love ma'am ...
Not just words we say things out
Rose Garden and ornate
And not some movements we do
Well thought out and coordinated
The feelings of love and feelings Nhsha
Every second minute
Palpitations make our hearts that Tkhvgaha
Prepare accuracy precision
Love smiles Eye Neptsmha
Fterhvha outlook Cyrenaica
Madam ...
This is some of what I felt in love
And it is not fanciful
What you say ..?
And your memory is not absent from Bali
Mind the things you're thinking ..
