Good evening.
When you walk on the dew,
with your hair loose,
gently the flowers sway,
like a dream you go.
Every sculpture has its own,
my angel's face,
God has created for me,
a gift for my heart.
I won't
tell you how beautiful you are,
I can only show you, my heart beats for you.
Every move of yours, like a little child,
I will give to you,
like a beloved boy.
Every thing has control over me,
and it rushes inside me,
gently gives me the soul,
and keeps me healthy in captivity.
I walk like a dream,
without knowing where,
I wonder if this is,
to be a beloved boy.
I won't
tell you how beautiful you are,
I can only show you, my heart beats for you.
Every
move of yours, like a
little child,
I will give to you,
like a beloved boy.
I want to live forever,
drunk like this,
to be happy, to be laughing,
happiness is to be with her.
Every move of yours, like
a little child,
I will give to you,
like a beloved boy.
I won't
tell you
how
beautiful you are,
I
can only show you,
my heart beats for you.
Every move of yours, like a little child,
I will give to you, like a beloved boy.