HOW CAN I DESCRIBE
YOU
YOU HAVE NEVER LIFTED
THE VEIL
I CAN ONLY SURMISE
YOUR BEAUTY
FROM THE SPEECH OF YOUR
EYES

LOOK AT THE PURITY
OF MY LOVE
IT HAS BECOME THE
MIRROR
OF YOUR SOUL

RUTHLESS TIME
MALICIOUS STONES
FRUSTRATED FEELINGS
HAVE MADE ME
WEEK AND WEARY
PLEASE
GIVE ME THE PANACEA
OF YOUR
LOVE

YOU
HAVE
IMPRISONED ME
BEHIND THE BARS OF YOUR HEART
PLEASE!!
DO NOT SET ME FREE
OR
I SHALL
DIE

IN THE MAGICAL GAME
OF LOVE
THE SAINT PLAYED
THE FLUTE OF WISDOM
AND CAUTIONED ME
AGAINST THE CONSEQUENCES OF THE GAME
BUT I WAS ONLY LISTENING
TO THE SPEECH OF MY HEART

WITH OPEN EYES

I HAVE ALWAYS DREAMT OF YOU

MY SLEEP

HAS NEVER BEEN

SO RESPECTED TO BE BLESSED

EVERYTIME

THOUGHTS OF YOU

GET MORE PAINFUL

THINKING OF YOU

HAS NEVER BEEN

SO PAINFUL

AS TODAY

YOUR ARROGANCE
HAS
DE GRADED
YOUR
BEAUTY
BEND YOUR KNEES
FOR THE SAKE OF LOVE
AND RISE
WITH THE GLORY OF THE DAWN